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Where does it go?

Sometimes it feels like the pulsing energy of the sun
Other times there is barely a spark
Or is it really a rotation of night and day

Where does it go, where does it go?

I feel the flow from head to toe
Yet it passes in time, as if I were dead
Is it life or is it death

Where does it go, where does it go?

Sometimes it’s one, at times it’s two
Or can two be like one
Then what of two in simple repose

Where does it go, where does it go?

To have the wings to fly so high
Suddenly fleeting, and falling from the sky
Broken wings saying, can you mend these

Where does it go, where does it go?

Looking constantly outside your own sphere
Stop spinning you are already here
It is nothing, but your own fear

Where does it go, where does it go?

Look inside it’s always in its place
It has never been misplaced
You have been running the wrong race
For what you have search for in haste

Where does it go.....?
place your hand on your heart
reach into your soul
find the things you miss
and then you'll surely know!

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little witch you've done it again,
you mesmerizied me with your verse
so I've put it in it's proper place
thanks sweetie
always Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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"dido"
Always Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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So true

love lou

Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!

thank you for the read!
Always Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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Find the things you miss? And then you miss the things you find

(Everything goes and no one knows where it came from and where it went). ;-)

however, you missed a *d* after misplace(d) l-21

~A

the "d" has been put in it's place, thank you for the king eye.
thanks for the visit and your comment.
Always Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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I feel the flow from head to toe
Yet it passes in time, as if I were dead
Is it life or is it death

Maybe it is the combination of the two? A note worthy verse! Where does it go? I sure wish I knew.

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
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I'm calling back the search party!! Hahaha
yes, i also wish I knew how to hold it so it won't go, but alas I have not the power or the strength.
Always Eddie
so nice to see you on my page old buddy!!

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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