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- Abecedarian
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I didn’t find the proper link to post this. Maybe you can send the link in a response so I can post it properly. But this one is the “Abecedarian” Poem:
A day in the life makes you look…
Back in the rear view…
Constantly wondering if you could have…
Done anything differently, because…
Eventually we all have to answer to someone, as we…
Follow our demons down the rabbit hole…
Godly dreams of what seems attainable or at least I believe so, as I…
Hopelessly hold on to the concept of “The American Dream”…
Inside my minds’ eye the Archetypes of what was overwhelming me, I…
Just repeatedly recreate glass ceilings as I look up…
Kicking myself in the butt…
Laughing at my pain…
Mostly because its either that or I’ll go insane…
Not knowing whether he has the ability to take it all away, helplessly…
Opening my heart to the idea of…
Picket fences, avoiding the “21”…
Questions…diligently as I…
Resist the urge to ask, “Do you love me?’, “Do you…
See a future with me? “…”Can you provide me with sustenance?”, and…
“Take my hand, my body, and soul bit by bit”…I
Usually don’t ask or contemplate but in the midst of these…
Visions…of you saving the day, overpowering my…
Worries…drifting away ever so eloquently…like a memory. If you had…
X-ray vision to see inside…the peaceful places I call….
“Zion”, is where you reside.
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