3 feet in back of my head, I follow gracefully ~ Giving it direction, posture correction with swagger, tastefully. Puppet me, intention stringed, give it life and aim ~ Energized vibration with survival skill, a simulated game. Earth existence with its rules, positive and negative force ~ Live and die, laugh and cry but I, this body source. Problems exist when something unknown, dive in and see what ~ Resolved it's gone, can move along, no but, just simply cut. Choice is fun, fight or run, control or be effect ~ Can't have your cake and eat it too, just change with fresh elect.
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AuthorKeala Brent |