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Tree of LifeA tree stands tall and proud. It's twisted branches reach for the sky. But only dreamers may try, to reach the top.Tree of Life
With a dream in my head and my love on my arm, I try. Dead ends abound and chances aplenty.
We reach for a branch and make sure that it's steady. Each one a different path to explore. You side track yourself with promises of fame and fortune, I press on. So many branches too many to count. I Hold my breath as I reach for another lest it snap and leave me to blunder.
I promise to catch you if you fall, but will you catch me? Keep an open mind and ho


You, Me, and Mr.SinatraYou, Me, the park and Mr.Sinatra, the leaves on the trees change colors already, they age another year, but not you, not I.You, Me, and Mr.Sinatra
We stay the same, stuck in the flow of time. Our ear drums pulse with each rhythmic beat the sound of the 50s make us feel alive, despite
being so young.
Someone with a deep, ripe voice. Singing of the mysteries of life, we hope we can experience each and every one together, but the doubts in our minds come alive.
How could some one get old and die? No, not old blue eyes.
As I put my arm around and draw


Moving Day.She was walking away, to never come back. So I called out her name, she never looked back. I wrote her a letter, she never wrote back. I called up her number, she never called back. Today she is gone, and soon I will be too, because I can't be with the memories, that we went through. So I will be gone now, please don't cry, please be strong, you can go on, with out me.Moving Day.


A story of lonlinessCome back to me my shining rose,A story of lonliness
I think the sky is turning grey,
for without you there is no sun,
to light me on my way. As I dream of better days gone past, and cry myself to sleep, I wish you were here next to me, your breath so warm and deep.


The long way homeThe road stretches, along the cherry blossom rows, and with each passing tree, I pass by life born anew.The long way home
This is my time here, driving along this long winding road, the cherry blossoms in full bloom, and they sway in the breeze.
My time here is ending, as the goal draws ever near, I'm glad i took the long way, the long way home.
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"Quality is never an accident; it is always the result of intelligent efforts.."
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