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Being

Now look at my space
As I fall where I am
The beginning of Time
And I’m not yet the same
The Rhyme of the lyre
A name from My Next Self
In his past; my Tomorrow
Flow through The Arm and
Rise to The Soul
Take from The One
What’s already me
With eyes to The West
I rose from The Sun
My task already done
This Day is for me
To take back It All
My Wind is the last Word
The one clothed in Glass
The Truth cuts like a knife
Through The Devil
I can only get higher
I can only get wiser
If they fall behind me
I can go further
At The Beginning of The Universe
They said
“good things will come of this.”
©2005-2009 ~Personal-Hero
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Just a poem cause bya stream of thought. It was fun.

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:icontrendy-prophet:
This is wonderful...Love the style.

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wow awsome andrew :)

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:icondrogyn6:
A feeling is captured here. A feeling which I think is unique to each individual who reads this. Very nice and inspiring! :D

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There is a place beyond the sky. A place where you can live forever. No one ever has to die...

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