I toil with what i think is right
tho i can never be sure
Have you ever made a graveyard in your mind
and read the headstone structures
I have learned to walk my soul
and taught my ego to talk
Crossed my mind so many times
that i can never be lost
I pause to embrace a place
one in wich i invision often
A mental graveyard of past lives
All of wich i am still involved in
I see the ghost they speak to me
yet they would agree it was the other way around
they say one day maybe well all see
That all space is life and death grounds
Abound with enlightenment
I relax and return
Knowing that with each headstone
adds to a life i have earned
i wrote this a while back.
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