The Real

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    • Quiboi
    • Chasing the last rays of sunlight the day has to offer and waiting for the calm of night to sooth my pain.....

    The Real
    When will they wake up, when will they see dreams are only meant to be not seen. Reality kicks in and finally they see their dream was never meant to be. Life is not of what you think your life should be. That's why I guess the phrase when life hands you lemons you make lemonade. But fool are those who never truly see you only live life once. Your dreams are dreams please come back to reality see what's in front your eyes and let it be. listen my friend I know from experience use what you got to get how far as you can. But never lose sight of who you are in the end....

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    MizBlaze commented on The Real

    11-24-2008

    WOW.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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