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Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Tower

Countless facets hide behind
My pure and classy face.
Each of which in need to unwind
But frozen still in disgrace.

Unpolished beauty lies within
A truth too great to deny.
Waiting for destiny to take a spin
And end my two faced lie.

My soul is filled with power
Emotions stream from angelic voice.
Attempting ever to reach The Tower
Believing I have a choice.

So spread my wings; I won't look back
I'll think only of my heart.
Wisdom will shield me from attack
It's time for my journey to start.

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