Edging Along
By sidewinder
Edging alone, That's what I'm doing, Trying to find out who I am, Excitement is what I want, But the world want me to live as something I'm not, So I go on and I survive, The world is supposed to be black and white, But it has many greys, Still... life lives on, with beauty and passion, Life... with its ups and downs, the troubles and woes, They come and go, This essence of within, I find the will to live and play the game of living, So on I smile and touch those travels met in wisdom, Find those passages of second sight and touch what magic I find remembering the practice of patience. May 18, 2000 By: B.E. Whitehorn & Leroy Martinez Written December 26th, 2001 © on Jul 23 2002 09:19 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 10
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