feelings
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The wise travel through life quietly For they know that they don’t know it all The foolish are making all the noise here and there For they think they know it all And kid themselves they’re self aware But the truth is the wise man words are being suffocated By the idiotic rantings and the…
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I write my heart out daily I search amongst the fragments, And the broken shards of joy and pain I sift through all the love and hurt, The anger and the passion To deliver some thing so heartfelt, That it resonates with others I feel the yearning burning in me, And the emotional scars it…
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I cross a huge expanse of snow and ice A landscape of pure whiteness, Punctuated by snow covered mountains in the distance The peace and quietude of that place was piercing Only the crunch underfoot could be heard And a very occasional crack of the ice plate trying to separate, The sun beat down a…
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In mindfulness we must face The emptiness of peaceful grace, It should be just an act of being Accepting nothing else is existing, As we resolve just to be energy We remain both free and vibrating, On a higher level of frequency No more, thoughts, no more beliefs, Nihilism in its purest form And this…
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Cobblestones under my feet I walk these old streets, Looking at people in shop doorways asleep And could society allow all this, Destitute beings who’ve lost their way Lives that went wrong flowing down the drain, Does society do enough or am I pleading in vain For someway of ending this shame, And I know…
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I wish I was not a witness To some of the things I see today, The judgement of different people Their colour, sex and those of their faith, I wish that people were more equal And that everybody was free to have their say, And if only all people could be more caring and sharing…
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The words that say fuck racism are as important today as they were back then.
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Takes me back to my youth. These lyrics are as valid then as they are today.
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There’s a man who shuffles down the street In a dirty overcoat and looks scruffy, He’s a philosopher and a genius but you would never tell, There’s a smart, sharp suited man And strides confidently and in an affluent way, Who’s a financier and thinks of nothing but money And this everyone can tell. Two…
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