Here's the poem in written format:
A single form, a single idea,
a single word can set you freeer
freeer than free more than just me
more than becoming more than just be
I want to bare my soul
let myself go, feel the constantly evolving flow, of sand and stone, of flesh and bone.
the rising sun over the horizon's long breaking dawn.
I want to more than just me
I want to be more than a mystery
I want to be free, believe
in the endless convoluting spirited peace
From the heavens to the earth, we are art.
No one knows when it's done, no one knows when we start begin
to be part of an ever flowing evolution of time and space of people places
in line with facing the totallic struggle of mindless pacing.
Out of the rat race and into the mice, where mice become men, and two becomes ten.
And ten becomes eleven, seventy two hundred seven, Thousand Times that I've tried, to break through my limits, my pride, my shattering divide. Every step I get closer every moment my composure, increases and grows, learning the throes, of what it means being a human a man, living all that I can, to the full, to the limits.
I want to be more than just me. I want to throw the world on my knees, create a place where death do us part where life gives us courage and heart to go on, to go on and just live. To raise you higher than me, take you on a journey where you can feel free, can breath, can be for a moment in time, lost in a world, a creation of the mind. But I'm not there... I am here, so I'm finding a way to push on beyond the long single suffering tear, to somehow create in the crossing of fate the courage to always fight for what's right, respect all that's life, and to perpetually unconditionally overcome one's fear.
I want to be more than just me
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