The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are
Don't have to rule a kingdom, or be a superstar
Live a life that's genuine, original and true
Show the world just who you are, the one and only you
Don't try and be somebody else, that's not what God intended
That will never free your soul, the gift will be suspended
Shine the light that is yourself for all the world to see
Break the chains t...

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I hear the little tears of a hungry soul
I feel the pain of the poor little children
I see the burden of the parents working in other country for their children they really miss
I wish I can help them
But my own burden I can't help
So how can I help them if I can't help myself
I want to use the wisdom from God and not from me and myself way
I hope all of us too
Help others
Use the wisdom ...

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I remember my Great Grandpa Jackson well,
He was my absolute favorite, tongue would tell,
My Great Grandma called him Ray. 
“Ray Jackson,” she’d say 
and we’d all look his way 
to see what kind of mischief, he’d gotten into today. 
He was the one adult in my early young life,
Who’d talk to us like we were just regular folks.
He’d fought in the Big War, but told silly jokes,
and laughed li...

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The ghosts of white ravens fill the air like fragrant smoke. 
Ethereal apparitions, ever higher they serenely soar. 
Prophetic beauties, sacred creatures, declaimers of truth.
Singing a mellifluous melody, unrestrained and honey-soaked.
Poe’s melancholic elegy of his lost Lenore. 
His solitary black raven’s mournful lament. 
In requiem, these majestic corvids threnody. 
My alabaster, ivory ...

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