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2 poems·Since August 2013
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Dream

August 13, 2013

Why can't the earth stop spinnng?

Why does the sun keep rising and setting?

Why do the waves continue to sweep back and forth on the ocean?

Why does the tide continue to rise on the bay?

Why can't I count the stars in sky?

What will happen if I tried?

Could I grow up strong and tall like a cedar tree?

What about an oak tree?

What will I happen if I dared to challenge what I though was only limited in my expectation of life?

What will happen if I decided to stride like a black stallion over the mountains tops of world?

Unlimited are the possibilies

Unlimited are my choices

Where does the lion get the courage to roar CHAMPION in the jungle, claming

to be greater than all in his territory?

Where can I get that from?

Can it be brought over the counter?

Why can't I dream?

Where everything takes its place in this world, claming victorious over the sky, ocean, jungle I

have the ultimate resposibility to claim my dreams and life them out!!!

DREAM

 

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