there is a poem i heard someone read sometime or other some other now some different perspective of the same old thing saying something like; time is a question experience answers life is a lesson where joy goes to dance certainty doubtlessly guessing the truth of romance i didnt know what they meant at the time when they read it allowed i was aware of the repetition like the echo of a trumpet sound there were more lines in the poem like love is a blessing with a word we’re entranced to be aware of the moment feels like transcendence an unending becoming being all now every heart was built for loving no matter what anyhow the poem went on a little too long but i didn’t mind at the time cause it rhymed quite well not ever line was perfect but it went quite well the one reading the poem not with their mouth said something about knowing something about clouds i was sure it was just made to rhyme or the different perspective was intended none the less i still smiled which made me forget what i thought i needed to be mended its not you its not i its us ive told you this in a dream i had but you woke up but youre awake now at least well arent you? aware of your awareness remembering to breathe careful enough to seem careless like phoenix embers in the breeze anyway the poem you heard or the one i wrote is about you or some one any one whatever that means keep dreaming dreamer of dreams when you wake again youll see what the beauty of life means
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