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| Through the Poet�s eyes [The Poet; Stepping into the artists gallery, arms crossed and hand on chin, contemplating ] �Tis interesting the minds of men, The thoughts, Imaginations feeding on societies dreams, Desires burning in the loins and hearts of all, Some expressed unique, Most locked within this box, The center of ones existance that few fear not to look within, The hearts of men so full of imaginations, Wickedness, Dreames and love, Still we only think we know what is, What is, We never truly know, �Tis interesting indeed! The Poet � 1999 Kenneth R. Beck |
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| Music by: Kenneth R. Beck |
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