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lifes pendulmn

Sometimes in seeing we don’t always see.

And being we don’t always just be.

We all make mistakes

Life gives but always takes

Freedom is not about just being free

Sometimes it’s about just being me

Sometimes we hide our feelings undercover

When being possessed by our lover

In laughing and crying maybe it’s not best to ask why

We choose to resist

Ignorance is bliss

and sometimes ignorance is this

in seeing but not seeing

in being but not being

life is not a balance but a pendulum swinging

as we try to anticipate our next choice

and given the choice where would we be

when turning our page on our history?

◄ what is like to be left without words

Iam the message ►

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Jeff Dawson

Sun 7th Sep 2008 20:49

my kinda stuff, Daniel enjoyed it! Jeff

Ieuan Cilgwri

Thu 4th Sep 2008 19:08

Great tale of self discovery and hopefully improvement I felt. Consistent rhyming throughout. Cool :)

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Thu 4th Sep 2008 11:09

Hi Daniel,
I very much enjoyed this poem.
It makes me want to sit and ponder.
Not something i do much of these days. Hm!

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clarissa mckone

Thu 4th Sep 2008 04:20

HI Daniel, nice poem, life is sure like this. take care

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