| In Silence L ife sometimes brings that which we don�t want O nly we have within ourselves the power over it N ever should anyone have what I feel some days L ingering now, for me seems larger than life I n the hours that go with me always N eeding more than seems, is possible to attain E ndless to time, I have to sit and ponder S topping never long enough to feel what is there S topping not long enough to know that which is not D esire becomes a catalyst for moving forward E motions churning all of my thoughts E volving from the silence I come P eering through my wall so defenseless I nviting that which I don�t have N eeding to break free from my prison holding me S ending signals to those that would come closer I mpervious to the reality that is not mine D ilatory can be said of the way I seek that which I�m after E xtricate now my soul for me Jim Ferrell |
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