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Inner peace
To speak,
Too hear,
Too look,
Too clear,
We imbed ourselves in our surroundings,
And can't stop our hearts from pounding,
The the time has come too hit road,
Leap around in your humble abode,
Sit and wonder as our minds ponder, about the things we've yet too come.
Too hear,
Too look,
Too clear,
We imbed ourselves in our surroundings,
And can't stop our hearts from pounding,
The the time has come too hit road,
Leap around in your humble abode,
Sit and wonder as our minds ponder, about the things we've yet too come.
Published 3rd Mar 2017
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3rd Mar 2017 8:28pm
In bed ourselves in our surrounding like social chameleons wearing a mask of deception to fit in and distract ourselves from ourselves. Good wrote keep it up flog deep
3rd Mar 2017 9:49pm
I think we all sit around and ponder what is yet to come, at times. Welcome to DUP Leroy.
Anonymous
6th Mar 2017 3:20am
Welcome to DU Leroy!! This is a very thought provoking ink you've started out here with.......very unique lines thru our.....enjoyed.....purple luv & hugs xo :)
15th Mar 2017 12:37pm
