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MIRRORED
Tip of the tongue,
Fancy a taste of that sugar?
Delightful.
You seem a success.
You're O.K.
What happened to me?
I traveled beside them,
Shared my meals,
Shed blood together
And still lost everything!
Personal answers riddle and wriggle,
Like precious' owner,
In darkened caves
Eating worms and grubs
Leaving imaginations full and me
With nothing.
Hopeless is empty's goal
But mindset wins battles
With measure.
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Monday, June 21, 2010
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