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this moment wondrous
most people look
for love
me, I hope love
stays lost
others search out
hope
but for me,
I would make hope
a criminal that steals
away the hours of
life in fantasy
some take refuge in
the grace of faith
but faith is a dead
flower resting on the
grave of ignorance
and superstition
to be free of the
manipulations of
fate, karma and
judgement...
to live only in this
moment...
and spit in the face
of this raw, angry,
sublime and wondrous
day
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