Better to live a life on the edge of death

living full of heart

than to live full of pain

full of self interest

simple method is in your hands

love to the end of time

and seek no forgiveness

where purity white strikes

the sky is full of stars

eyes reflecting who you are

are you enough?

does the earth shake to the core

medlum

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Honesty and meaning

can you hear it too?

chanting of the invisible crowd

sonic power that is being found

dispersed dirty dish water

you are the fool

no, says he, go forth

look into the sun

realise what is being done

you are not on the run

you are hiding beneath a gun

making of your own creation

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winds picking up speed

getting to church is all I need

crashing thunderstorm

flight fancy takes hold

has to get home

run, run

before you begin to become undone

untold and rich elegant speechless merchant

rich pastel gazing mental fashion

polo gimmick stick folly

have you yet to rest my wandering feet

perhaps all you need to do is sail the sea

I have come so far

yet the stars are bright

dawn has yet to render the night

invisible

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standing at the final gate

is this a lifetime or is it fate

you can wait another moment...

... the voices are settling

instinct crowds are regretting

holding hands

shaking brands

hurting to live again

see me at the dawn of the piper

say to me, 'Oh, not shall you suffer more on in'

I hear that crack

thrust backwards

ignition

pre-cognition

hello world, I can see

all from within

hearing the outside in

where did it begin

unlocked

potential

my foolish ways

now a distant memory.

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But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.

Mathew: 5:44