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Like a ShadowHow can I escape?
It cannot be possible,
To escape from oneself?

How can I feel so trapped,
When my only jailer is me.

How can I stand of the sidewalk,
Sun shining on my face,
And feel so black?

How come I can’t smile,
Smile in the sunlight,
That defies the bitter cold?

Oh how I do regard my shadow,
Stretched tall on the bleak pavement,
With such likeness to myself.

Oh how its darkness is inviting,
Deep and endless,
Free from the world.

How can it shut it out,
Hiding from the world,
Walking behind the feet that lead me?

How can I become my shadow?
Simple and disregarded,
Shut out from the world,
From which I want t
This is for what we striveThis is not a sport.
This is a battle,
A battle of champions.
There’s winners and losers.
It’s all or nothing.
You take it all,
Or walk away.

This is not a game.
This is an art.
We are artisans of motion,
Grace and agility.
To push to extremes,
The chemistry of adrenaline,
Effortless perfection.

This is not a hobby.
This is a passion.
Striving for ultimate skill.
Thinking faster,
Playing harder.
It’s all for but one thing.

This is not a team.
This is unison.
Singing the song of talent,
Synchronization,
Perfection.
The song for what we strive.

The rhythm of our hearts,
Keep time to the melody of the sh
Ode to the Vibrancy of WordsIt amazes me how,
you can paint a picture,
without a brush,
but a pencil instead.

But a pencil needs words,
and they hang in the air,
waiting until,
the writer is there.

The words are always,
just stretches away.
The writer reels them in,
and plasters them on page.

And he mixes them up,
to make different feelings.
Some happy, some sad,
some angry, some brave.

But he doesn’t just mix them,
he cuts them and bends them,
and twirls them and twists them,
‘till they form a shape.

And he places that shape,
with many others,
until he feels,
his creativity is out.

Then they take the masterpiece,
and they squish it to
My PromiseTen girls
Ten marshmallows
On ten sticks
Over one campfire

One hundred smiles
One hundred songs
Sung with one hundred voices
With one sound

One thousand heartbeats
One thousand memories
Of one thousand giggles
From one good time

One million women
One million girls
One million lives
With one dream

One billion goals
One billion nations
With one billion ideas
To make one difference

One hundred years
For one nation
With one goal
And one dream
For one hundred others

One voice
One song
One promise
One goal
One dream
Of one nation
And one world

On my honour
I will try
To make just one difference
And change just one
Lest We ForgetOur brothers sailed the open seas,
and flew planes high above the breeze,
and trudged through mud up to their knees,
so peace can stand forever more.

Just trying to fix all that was wrong,
by raging wars, both hard and long.
We still can hear the trumpet's song.
So peace is heard from shore to shore.

For this peace so many died,
so many souls the angels guide,
to sit right up by God's left side,
so peace is felt at heaven's door.

And so we wear our poppies, red,
and remember what our elders said,
'bout things that haunt you till you're dead,
so peace is found right at our core.

Our families sail the open seas,
and fly planes

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:icondreamweaver38:
Ok, so I thought this shot was kinda cool.

and as for the title... yeah well I fell like a million times...

the railing is keeping me up here...
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