An Undesigned Destination
Evolving With Time
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LIFE IS PRECIOUS
Life is precious
Many find out
Too late
The hate
Built so great
You sacrifice
Your whole life
Your place
Over a moment
Of hate
No pretending
A reality
Life sentence
No bending
It calls
For strengthen
When your
Freedom
And air
Become
Dead endings
Relentless
Theirs no
Greater lost
Non existant
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SACRED PLACE
Your sacred
Solo place
You occupy
Is special
It let
You be
By letting go
Deriving deep
Into yourself
As the
Air Flow
Wavering
Pass
Your ears
You feel
Your senses
Incline Immensely
Your energy
The thoughts
You collect
No
Mental
Anguish
No pressure
Or stress
You feel
When in
Reality
The hurt
Is real
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THE HANDS OF TIME
If you can
Turn back
The hands
Of time
Reflect with
No worries
Their to find
No secrets
To hide
Joyous laughs
No pain
To cry
No goodbyes
That let
Tears dry
If only
You can
Turn back
The hands
Of time