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Mr Fear & Ms Impulse

Afraid of any dangers you point out
Threats and their alarms we may encounter
Evil has it's own dread, inside of my head
Presented risk anxious thoughts tomorrow
Her gentle push, into a rushing thrust
Trading peace for sudden inclinations
Seized, and acting on whims from trifling woes

Sir, yours may indeed be danger's point out
Threats and their alarms we may encounter
Evil may have it's dread, in all our heads
Presented risk anxious thoughts tomorrow
Ms impulse, with her push or rushing thrust
Trading peace for sudden inclinations
Seized, for acting on whims from trifling woes

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Nathenial Jones

...nardine...your kindness is awesome...!!!

.........thanks...a hard lesson for me...smiling...nj

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Tony Taylor

Hey Nathaniel, feels like a long time since I read you last, (who knows, I'm all over the place these days)........really enjoyed your write........."trading peace for sudden inclinations".........love that line my friend, had to read this twice..........much enjoyed !!..........smiles...........T  xx

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Nathenial Jones

Tony T...

...Fear and Impulse can create a mess and leave a bigger mess with after effects that take more then a life time to resolve...smiling...lets tiptoe my brother, before they wake up from their honeymoon...thanks T'...nj

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