Some say words are cheap; I disagree in part;
For my words are heavy and expensive,
Because they are not entirely mine.
I’m learning to let mine simmer
In the broth of truth over the fires of faith.
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Birthday
The Corridors of Time
Following the echoes in the dark corridors of time,
I make my way along the thread of Fate;
Armed only with a firm conviction – Faith;
The hope of a Light at the end of the tunnel;
So I take a step, gently, confidently, cheerfully;
Place one foot in front of the other.
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