If I am to die by the bullet of a madman, I will do so smiling, with no anger in me. - Mahatma Gandhi


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I wish that I could sleep to wander through my dreams to sift through thoughts of pure intent to ride unconscious seams I wish that I could see through the mist to the other side where life's escape awaits us where my spirit will reside I wish that I could vanquish the hatred that burns so deep for those that drive my conscious thoughts to wishing they could sleep

© Deckard


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