consciousness
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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…
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When you’re not here I miss you so When you’re here you torment my soul, You question all that I do Yet I’d do everything and anything for you, I love you with all my heart Yet at times you tear me apart, I desire you always with a real passion Yet you talk to…
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I am no working class hero, I am just a working class zero, Flogged by those who make me work Exploited for a pittance of pay, Selling my soul for a minimum wage It’s like groundhog Day, evey day, Same old shit, just a different day Same old mundane, nothing seems to change, They say…

