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December 18, 2007
A compliment left unsaid,
a desired action never performed,
good words never spoken,
not even written,
gone into oblivion.

You are not even living;
Man……
So set in your primal fears,
and your dark recitations in the void of
“what if,”
fear of being labeled as the fool,
while blindly hoping to be labeled;
as the warrior,
the hero,
man of arms,
and presented with little certificates,
and awards wrapped in plastic,
like you are,
preventing that eternal ever lasting seed
to see a glimpse of life,
or to feel the Sun rays.

The moon shines tonight,
maybe not tomorrow.