Building Blocks
By mojo
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I won't be left behind with my stoned mind
With opportunities lost and gone
I will ride with the winds and tide
And be born in each morning sun
My hopes and dreams shall be my wings
And I shall fly away
To long lost laws where there are no laws
To stop me smiling on every day
My lust for life shall be my knife
To cut away my minds decay
And when I'm free to just be me
I shall have found the way
To use my heart to make a start
To dance the dance of the free
To dream my dreams with solid means
To turn them in to reality
I have far to go but now I know
What it is just to be me
So far from blind is my focused mind
That I can clearly see
That hopes and dreams are not what they seem
They are the building blocks of the soul
And with these things in hand I shall become a Wan
Because these things are in control
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