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Never would I write another thing about your life, so if this pertains to you that's why. How do you realize the sun rises? Is it a wonder. How do you know the moon will shine? Is it a magic trick, or is it merely because of wonder. You can't really describe anything until you know what describing is huh? Then if you left your friend hanging on a perch while you gallivanted around the food who would eat? If your life was as simple as a worms then where would the apple be?

Ah....sit alone in a dark room and while there ask yourself "why would I take anything from air?" The life source of the living. You couldn't agree rightfully with the one thing giving your brain the oxygen to decide, that "it has to go."
Realize that when you spin your head you just viewed 400,000 miles of space, changing that direction even slightly as to tip your head back, opens the endless vastness of imagination. But who has the key? Who decides we dream, or we drift? Who stands alone, together strong enough to conquer black from the white side, white from the black side? The creator of this note? Or the creator of all color? Will I tell you the truth if you don't want to believe me?
Would you agree with a silent world..

See'only the broken can say "I needed fixed" and only the broken can be fixed in need. As such, do not tell the living where they're built because that door is closed. Do not tell the sleeping where they lie, because every bedroom owns a door. An'do not whisper the secrets of dishonesty to the dishonest for they won't believe your plight. So, many have asked and it's a wonder, "are ghosts real? Or just a sunder?"

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MoRe To coME in SPinG!!!