Poetry is what surrounds you, the air you breath, the the golden sunset you see, the chirping birds you hear, yet the wind that blows off your clothes such that we see your naked mind.
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Wednesday, December 22, 2010
DETERMINATION
Stopping at nothing but the best
Sure it's sweet to pass life's test
Impediments though a pain
Courage is sure and plain
Hard-to-crack has become of humble tactics
Proving wrong all critics
Low spirit forever forgotten
Fear dead and rotten
Inspiration leads to determination
Determination bears satisfaction.
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