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 |   GI100 Book #2...random attempts at poetry. |
6-30-17  I don't know how long you can insist that "nobody wants to see me like this" as if you're some kind of insult on bachelors in cargo shorts and flip-flops. You're never gonna unimpress me or alienate the alien within me. You don't have to do a thing to see that the key to being is to let go and be. Why is it that we always insist "nobody's ever gonna understand this" when it's us that never seems to get we command as much as we comprehend? The world's proven it's big enough for you, and I can show you there's room for two. There's semantics and then there's proof that when you're a giver, you'll recoup. Don't look, just give...it'll come back to you. Don't judge, just trust...there is nothing to lose. Don't hate, just love...you're so long overdue. Don't look, just give...it'll come back to you. And don't listen when the world insists that nobody cares what you think about this. You're a bird that's learning how to fly and even if you fall you won't run out of sky. One answer doesn't end all the questions and one failure doesn't cancel future missions. You're only as good as you're giving. Share your love kindly and share your life freely. Don't look, just give...it'll come back to you. Don't judge, just trust...there is nothing to lose. Don't hate, just love...you're so long overdue. Don't look, just give...it'll come back to you. |
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