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Let the wolves run
Let the wolves run
I run faster
Let the wolves run
I am stronger
Sure of myself
I flex the muscles of my mind
No need to hide
I expel hexes in one breath,
You may not enter
Nor commit the theft
Of my soul
You are uninvited
Release the hatred from your heart
Vengeance is a waste of energy
To be enlightened is to be smart
And rise above, rise!
I a...
Saturday 10th February 2024 7:39 pm
My Point is Circular
My mouth took some months to bloom
My words took some weeks to flower
You and I do not speak different languages
We possess different meanings
“What is the curl of your tongue?
What is the grind of your teeth?
What is the bow in your brows?
What do you mean?”
Your bottom line is neat and fine
Your ballpoint pen bullet-proof
Underlined
My point is a r...
Sunday 9th June 2019 4:07 pm
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