he said I don't want this ..I read between the lines. His words so gentle yet sharp as a knife. I wish I was as strong as you ..a forest tree. I hope you say a prayer for me. I let my hopes soar and my imagination run. I tried with one finger to block out the sun. it was impossible...just as we. as the night begins and the people sleep..i count the unreachable stars..like you. I stay awake with the memories that meant something only to me. you were right there's a better way, you were right there's a better path.. the truth hurts but is necessary. now go on lover of the mind continue your journey with all your charm.. in time we shall all be grateful for the advice of Michael Lance.
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