THE RIDE=Mysterious on the verge of borderline delirious. Laughing, cackling silently. Thoughts parade visions violently. Moan hedonistic tone, waiting impatiently, all alone. Senses are setting up fences, trapping forces and this suspense is killing more than it's thrilling. It's all so unfulfilling. Not insanity, but more a parody from a dark and twisted movie. Looking for a place to fit in my face, stay in the race. But there's so much unknown. Just like the cast stone, been blown out to sea. Forever set free. But fearing the life lottery. Just let go and go for the ride. Follow the organ that beats inside. It's predestined, we're all tested. Key is to keep invested in the passion and pass over the myriad of of trends, fabricated fashion. Holding on is hardest part. Never straying away from heart. Count on conquering mountains and youthful fountains. Brushing off the chronic cough that's plagued long enough. If focus is followed with faith full for promises of tomorrow.=RK10/31/04
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