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Runnin' past the land she runs into the dark..The world is full of strangers changin' glances in the park
'Twas pain she felt whilst thinkin' of her dear
..Realize she must that our minds are there loud and clear
The sky begins to fold itself makin' her anxious
..Rem'ber the carpet of sadness lies above the floor of happiness
Life is full of gamblers who indeed maybe lovers so take the highway and better drive fast
..Look out for friends may pass you through havin' a cast
Peace and Love rest on both wings of the dove
..All she needs todo is release her mind and hear the octave
Words they sometimes bark like silence
..Take them or leave them for she must define her guidance
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-04-13 at 19:38
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