Lives

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African HD...

African HD...

Stealing food, from the innocent mouth,
What on earth!
This should never be found!
...

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MUSWELL STREET

MUSWELL STREET

At the bottom of my road two streets converge and meet
One of them is called Muswell Street
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A Child

A child so free
Nothing can hold them down
They have the word at their finger tips
...

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She Saw Him Cry

It's hard for her to think of them as human until one of them dies

Until one of them cries for the...

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FOREVER CHANGED

FOREVER CHANGED

The family had to bury a child today, yesterday, and decades ago...

The memory never fades......

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More Lives Than A Cat

More Lives Than A Cat

You called me late at night to lie
I knew that you longed to cry
To wash away the sins that...

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Remember

Remember

It's time to remember those who fell, 1914 to 1918 soldiers went through hell. Fighting for the freedoms...

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Drugs

Drugs

I know who you are, you are not very nice,
Your moods change instantly, like the rolling of a dice...

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The Noblest Man In Noblesville

The Noblest Man In Noblesville

Dedicated to Jason Seman
.
There lives a man in Noblesville, a true hero without doubt;...

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Dance in the Sand

Dance in the sand happy and free
Feel hidden pleasures your eyes cannot see
Let your dreams...

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Why can't they see?

Why can't they see?

If I’d been born in 1840; I mighta been from old New York
Wearin’ blue at Fort Blakely, or fightin’...

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Life alters and life...

Life alters,
plans arranged forgotten,
as an unexpected twist in your life takes hold and...

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Life alters and life...

Life alters,
plans arranged forgotten,
as an unexpected twist in your life takes hold and...

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Multiple dimensions

Quantum physics
Parallel lives,
Alternate dimensions
When we decide,
At each...

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Untalented Visionary

The inner reality
may be slowly perceived.
Words are not always born,
sounds are to...

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Until the Orchestra Stops...

Until the Orchestra Stops Playing

When love was young we barely heard the overture..
So wildly gentle were we in our race to clasp...

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Past-a-tive

Past-a-tive

Before and before and before
and after
We always looked at each other
I know I know...