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They say that the pen is mightier than the sword.
Yet question the rhyme and reason for all of the seasons.
The question of love between a man and a woman,
still remains a question.
Sometimes the river grows wider
yet has it's own sense of direction.
When you become one within yourself,
knowing that there is nowhere to run
and nowhere to hide.
Understanding truth in one,
what remains is what was already a given,
a strong sense of pride.
And the wind still lies unexplained
a mystery and a legend in all of folklore
that has been voiced in all generations.
Wisdom that I seek has already been written
yet somehow forgotton except in spirit.
The moon and I dance to a different sense of rhythm.
One from the sun and walks in balance
known as wisdom.
One day you may know of these things.
How is your heart today?
So I say again,
how is your heart today?
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