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Space walking Dream talking, Tip toeing On glistening stars Radiating hearts, Crossing cosmic voids Not know where we are, Stepping in to unknown realms And not afraid to do so, Travelling at hyperspeed Then drifting real slow, To take in the cosmic beauty To dwell here in the dream, To do a bit of space…
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I have in my dreams travelled To many different far off places, I have seen so many galaxies And intergalactic races but I found, No one effects me like you do I guess that I am in love with you, I have swam so many oceans In my imaginary dreams, Seen all the aquatic life…
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I am humbled by the grace Of your very being, And in your faith You have in me, I humbled by the love you show I am awe of your spiritual glow, That stems from you kindness And your compassion, I am humbled by your choice to listen And by your ability to share, And…
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Adversity Diversity Is how life is We fight each day In a hope to exist Within the confines Of this mortal coil That we call living Love and light Kindness, compassion Sharing and forgiving Are attributes To live life by In adversity And diversity This is the best way To live and to be existing.
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I am not smoothe I am a bit rough, My life’s not easy In fact it’s a bit tough, And there are times When I’ve just had enough, Then I remember Many have it a lot worse than me, So therefore I resolve myself To the belief, that I can carry on, Because when all…
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We can do what we wish We can live how we like, We can choose to be happy Despite of the looming dark clouds, And if we give of our best Then we’ll pass any test, And we will surpass all of the rest, Who say we will fail And that we will never regale,…
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No love for those from oversees The white race is all they see, There low IQ mentality Makes them believe in their superiority, Fed and brainwashed by those of bitterness and hate Dividing people by politics, colour and faith, Because the white race is all they see you In the low IQ mentality, And their…
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It smells like beer and cigs Remembering music gigs, Yet these are no more The smell of the crowd, The roaring music playing loud That heady guitar rift, The melodic drum beat The sweat and the unadulterated passion, That not giving a fuck about fashion Now all gone and faded to decay, No more punk…

