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reflections part two
In the deep recesses of my mind, my logic gets waylaid;
Emotion tends to blind, it then takes centre stage;
My impulses have slowed down, my drive has changed to cruise;
These thoughts I no longer hide, it's a tool to keep me amused.
It must be the choir boy in me, from all those years before!
Singing songs of piety , and how blessed it was to be poor;
In exorcising these words of choice, my being has become whole!
I no longer have a singing voice! although I feel I have a soul………….
Emotion tends to blind, it then takes centre stage;
My impulses have slowed down, my drive has changed to cruise;
These thoughts I no longer hide, it's a tool to keep me amused.
It must be the choir boy in me, from all those years before!
Singing songs of piety , and how blessed it was to be poor;
In exorcising these words of choice, my being has become whole!
I no longer have a singing voice! although I feel I have a soul………….
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reflections part two
reflections part two
