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Hold it closely


These thoughts are my own

Swirling through the pathways I create

No one else holds it so dear

I keep it locked up 

As I analyze the world with it

Knowing with it

Each moment I live creates purpose

Influencing the next

Changing what destiny I have

Like a reverberating thunder in water

Sputtering a ripple effect

In not only my life

But every one else's

This knowledge gives me power

How could I not hold it so dear

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