When You Know This Much

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: September 20, 2015

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Our life is your love,
When one scholar asked greatness in an understanding you may never understand why we are so defenseless in our martian journey for an era away in the land of unkeptness what might have been the answer?
From unknown galaxy far away from time,
Live countless home for every blessing,
This day fills so much promise for your gesture,
It started our journey away from space we live,
Time only witnessed like an infant in Her hands,
God forget how long never end this shade for one promise,
You may never know that this is a sacrifice for all we needed,
Our fear was not anxiety,
When things change we become anxious,
Our fear was not inferiority,
When time changes we become infant,
Our fear was not insecurity,
When tears changes we become fearless,
In this moment you may forget a helping hand,
Yet so away in making there is a love beyond mighty,
It has started our voice from a destiny unheard,
We have just opted this path in a time we swept away from one treasure,
In a moment of time the change is acceptable,
Yet chariot that runs on wheel has rolled out a map for all belongings,
If the lifeline of this warrior ends with us,
Who will fade away the garland of an unforgettable era of peace?
This question surround us for keeping this day for a remake of dream page,
Our treasure is innovation,
Is this beauty a clay in the water what take shape in all the furnace it is baked?
Our time is initiative,
Is this gift a potter in the land with water from a sound storn in all the way it is formed?
Our thought is investment,
Is this life a design in the dashboard with code from instincts that weave all the heap is queued?
This is the answer for your question, isnt?

Your love is this existence,
When one infant asked gracious help in need for our generation with all the trouble inflicted upon our foodchain and source of all green resources in this planet what might be the reason unread from a age we never wrinkle for events yet kept always for the next news?
From unknown spirit that surround our days away from the rest,
Living never been simple for all we are blessed till now,
This storm may never end but always seek new changes,
It may not be an example mutation yet start our for the nature that is tailored for the rest,
Thoughts may not feed its extinct yet dead may also be not the end,
God only knew what it meant in this spirit that all we belong for our clothe in soul,
Your journey starts our inner blossom for a new giveaway,
Our likeness wanted more from the lessons of the earliest extincting,
When secrets surrounds us like a dementia that needs to be healed,
Our sacret heaven is not just wandering above in the head,
When the problem brings more memory that never ends,
Our gratefullness is the pursuit of happiness we are after,
When reasons feel God is our companion who serve the fittest from the troubles,
In this thought we are the linkers of the mentors who can fine out cry for new youth in the will to be first,
Yet slowing path of our makers have seeded in the journey unknown for a time in where the word actually gave us wisdom,
It sat on one window that leave away with time,
When we just came to be different what mess is the situation we always been patriot for our people,
In a time you laid out this solution for all,
Yet unconditionally how are we felt for the pouring hearts who have lost everything founded on the history for war,
If we live that all alive has unconditionally poured out all this writing just to start from the stated,
Who will stand in the crossroad far in making a time you always asked for more?
This reason need inflated markets all around where traders sell what keep bringing out a rare margin for grants,
Our journey is unfulfilled in this count,
Is this world made for the players who keep silence for their rights?
Our jury is the need for a role beyond this time,
Is this word so written kept away from the tribute for all that counts?
Our justice is always done above the law,
Is this man in the mirror only finally judge what we fill its presence all in our hearts unshaded without colors?
This is the answer for the rest, right?

This existence is our life, 
People behind our leaders kept moving one stone in time,
Their success was reason for reward,
It always existed till now,
It will always exist for all reasons,
All we finally are not just this made,
You know our answer speaks more than all shade in the journey of bonds,
We get knoted in the play for new clothe,
The journey is so simple,
But remaking true epic of a soul paved way for the rest,
How long is your kindness for all they have planted on this Earth?
I know it is beyond the secret passage of our journey,
It is unmade yet priceless,
For long we lived this is always never invented,
It sprout in the backyard for a reason,
The stars in the heaven,
And moon that circle above our mother,
Shade this secret so long may written yet unknown,
You are our gift,
And always will be the rest... in blessings... :)


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