Not am I a preacher nor am I a speaker I'm more like the complimentary bread at a table; trials will set you apart from others due to how u respond words are more of like a invisible box you have no clue what's inside good or bad. Terms of speech is often looked to as a gain in knowledge but what is knowledge without understanding. Minds tend to shimmer as sunset comes nigh how will tomorrow rest upon my eyes
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Author:
ZamoneAnderson (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a message deep inside my mind
- Category: Short story
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I like this piece Zamone - it exudes rhythm and beat. "TERMS of speech ARE..." keep honing the gift my friend; the possibilities are endless.
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