Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

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And then there was light,
Because she turned on the switch
To better see her future.

Whereas darkness permeated
From the dormant thoughts
Of crossed lines ready to
Blow inside her mind,
A glow shone from somewhere
Within, proving that,
Perhaps the soul directs the
Body when the mind gives up.

January 3, 2007
Suge


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