Stand in the light, where courage is true. Where tempest is seen at day, where truth is clear. I haven't done a piece this year, a sleep to wake maybe? Every passing of a day, a week at most, and there a vocal masterpiece that we fail not to fall in love with. Not left out, I came across a lyrical genius; one that inter-twines vocals and brilliancy. One word for it! Magnum opus!
He has his own fears, often he beholds his own wars, some days with a raised face and at times with a downcast smug. Hate and love are two perfect sides of a coin, there is no in-between. He often tries not to judge people that he rans into amidst the craziness of life. Some new, some acquaintances and many that he has known over long conversations. His type of conversations covers short spurts of strenuous "hellos" and "heys". The amount of fake charades on people's faces and actions always makes his heart cringe; not with fear but with a lot of pain. It takes a certain amount of opening up to get to let people into his life, especially when one is reserved. And when he does, his life resides there; a center of unhinged openness . He hates changes and often a great deal is characterized with a Traditionalist view. He likes to see things organized in a certain way; less drama. Untidy workplaces irritates the comfort in him, and interrupted schedule screws up ...
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