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[bodytext] => Over you I have become so underdone Fingers been burnt at the expense of the one One for me which is plain to see The only time I’ll ever have thee To realise when its here that you no longer fear The power of one is so much stronger then none The silent voice speaks loudest amongst the empty room Acknowledged by no one the voice fades to the sun Solitary soldier hidden amidst the masses Tries to enlighten, to promote the hassles Faced by our fellow warriors The fight through the war of life Only allowed to travel so far Allowed to speak only in tongues Hidden inside the clever son, of the mother Nurtured from a young age, becoming just another. Change is imminent it will come Even so much quicker will it burn and be done Becoming just another trend like that of your friends Selfish thoughts they tend to figure in my plans Individual wants and needs is half the battle faced by man One whole vision, one migration To the place we’ve forgotton through ignorance Once before we were there, where, oh where? Originating from a female clone Shown the basics, of where to call home Learning as you will entirely on your own How the life of one will breed only a clone. Much too late will we all relate To our inner self at the entry gate Everything will have been stolen All the knowledge we’re supposed to contain Finally revealed will be the real. Time to configure your walk to a crawl. Now its time to learn how to feel. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 21 [informant] => tiggytom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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