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OUR GOAL (Voices)


The sounds outside my window are filled with excitement

Cause the fantasy inside is more real than we can speak

Finding we are beings of more than external surface thoughts

And our individual thoughts we've mastered to our peak

Though it seems like a rehearsal, reality is happening now

And the clouds floating outside are of the beautiful kind

We never know what's bound to come over the next horizon

Still the flowers blooming in paradise are in the back of my mind

Our consciousness has somehow combined, as crazy as it seems

This magic world of reality is like amusement at the park

At peace in our serenity, we're accepting what has begun

We can't remember the hush, when all the voices spark

It's impossible to please another, without satisfying ourselves

As a demonstration of our clarity abounds from our soul

All innocence is kept alive - our children have shown us how

And our destiny is the place where we finally reach our goal

 

BY: - OCV

"Our Collective Voices"

            and

Yvonne Renee Moore

Friday @ 8:36 PM

  6/17/2009

 

 

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