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Poetry By: A Stranger

For everyone and anyone who feels the "demons" strangling their lives

Submitted:Feb 8, 2007    Reads: 212    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   


How it is defined?

Thought, passion

Act, foresight

People have been such a thing

So has art, in all forms

Viewed, spoken, played

And written

Does it matter how it is achieved

Must it be that which transcends time?


Upon us at any given moment

Sunrise and sunset

A child's first cry

A persons last breath

Yes even in this

Because belief guides

It is always defined

By act and sacrifice

Love and loss

Courage and fear

Faith and despair

It lies in its singularity

Of will, of heart


Reward of facing



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