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Vision

           VISION

I don't want to see the future
If I had a power though.

What happen when I'll show myself A sad creature
Like no power to stop the error/arrow who skipped from the bow.

If I'll not able to cure those fractures
Then how I could live with that law.

So I am happy with today's nature
Here I can make my future everyday you know.

Thought, moments, Breath & love; we have all the feature
And those are enough for a shiny aim to grow.

human! Only kin for car, gold and money to capture
But there calculation of success is away from life's math and bio.

In this play sometime thinks, Am I using right guesture
dedication, determine and work hard or should I let myself with the universe Flow.

The time is doing very bad, said but have faith on the Watcher
All those reason Makes a Vision and it turns into my good fellow.

I just asked a power of Amour propre(self love)
Cause that my vision and that will my anthem; Amour propre-Amour propre.

Till then I am not tense
Just working on dream drawing.
You will see one day of course; when I am Glowing.

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