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A boundary whether made of words or stone, marks what is one's very own A barrier protects each cell Drawing a line in the sand makes us respo..

When all the suns go out and everything ends in ice In a ghost universe, we will ride zombie stars, With dancing black holes, where destiny rolls..

I yearn to tell what's in my soul but lack the words to tell it all Ore, covered with so much ground Digging, looses the interest of all aro..

Moving up Looking down Broken heart Taken crown Looking up Broken down Taken out Moving town Broken up Taken down Moving over ..

My eyesight grows dim Yet I see better than ever before Everything broken now fits In universal harmony My body is weak But is carried b..

In my hands a lump of clay In my mind words to say Discarding, shaping, molding Both statue and poem unfolding Pealing back what's underneat..

A carbon birth of miniscule size Poverty's dearth, a window pressurize Sarasvati growing, Prometheus too Embers glowing, a box too tight for yo..

What is truth What I know, believe or see Truth changes over time There is no truth unequivocally There are as many changes as viewers Truth..

The path I've chosen has taken its toll And wrote its cankers in my soul The sores not only from adversity But many from stupidity These ooze..

Whether you think it so, or no, all things turn out for the best Just because you can't see, the end of eternity, don't let it end your quest ..