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Belief sears your boundaries.

Beleaf sees you float.


Whilst society will berate,

Belief in beleaf,

Is liberation.

Reality or Realitis

Real-it-is.

But only after real-it-has-been...

In the mind;

the requisite first step.

Reality is curious,

as it merely reflects the inner.

You set your own limits,

and you can remove one's previously placed.

It's a choice.

And the choice is yours.

Sleepless

Couldn't feel the fibre,

Alone with distant sound.

Where to does one fly,

When all is lost or gone .

Dreams of better times,

No longer allowed to sooth.

Rough and ready cowboys,

A ranch with a kangaroo.

Whip yourself together,

Or get off the rhetoric plot.

This place has been overrun,

An idealic hope it's not.

Spare me your spite.

This is real life.

Introduction

It is the right time.

Occasionally it will cause hardship. More often than not, it is a road to pleasure. A fountainhead that later inspires. Particularly when times are poignant.

That friend.. sibling.. parent.. partner...

Take them to...

You just don't know.

Sometimes you don't get a second chance.