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Under the mantle of a star filled African night
I listen to the wind in that majestic setting...

There is no recipe to follow
There is no right way no wrong way...

By engaging my curiosity
I hope to make a point...

When I talk, are you hearing me now?
You know when we begin to fight...

Flash back! Breaking the time thing
They are all there, mom, dad, gran and gramps too...

Me and my photo album
Pictures are superior, digital will have to do...

I was born this way!
I know wrong from right...

The arrogance of me seeing a world at peace
The great melting pot of the ‘Dived States of...

I have this innate ability to slip seamlessly
Through the cracks between my personalities...

When love takes off its make up!
The ache begins to tell...

At war within your own mind
Hallucinate; the in- explicable...