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Clear The Block.

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Your heavy hands can't lift a pen, The ink is stuck like an heavy rock, Your thoughts are blurred, your brain is blank, Your words are dull, it lacks vigor, Take and break, to clear the block. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Sleep Eater.

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It's late into the night, yet sleep you can't find, Your eyes shines bright, in the midst of darkness, The brightness of your eyes, is powered by the thoughts in your mind, Your restive mind, is all over your head, Insomnia is the beast, that feeds on your sleep.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Hope

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A light at the end of the tunnel, The hope we all seek at the end, As we journey through this terrain, Everyone seeking for one light form or the other, The light at the end of the tunnel, the hope we all seek. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Weekend Is Short.

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Come over let's celebrate the weekend, Let out bodies perform like an orchestra, Let's hump and thump till the morning come, Let the atmosphere be filled with our mornings, Come over let's celebrate the weekend, it won't be long, the weekend is short. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  ðŸ“¸@pexels.com 

On Living.

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We have forgotten how to live,  We are always in a rush, To a destination unknown,  Seeking for the next thrill. We have forgotten how to live, We deny our bodies rest, Our minds are in chaos,  We move about like zombies. We have forgotten how to live, We worry for the future,  We are lost in the present,  We regret our forgotten past. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Meet Me Where I Am.

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Meet me where I am, My present state, Not your ideal state, That's where I am. Meet me where I am, Not where you are, Our distance may differ, Our souls can be in twine. Meet me where I am, Unfiltered and untethered,  Love me for who I am, Not who you want me to be. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Life On A Slow-Mo

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Life on slow-mo, A lot is seen when we're not in a rush, . We see the details of nature's beauty when we take a pause, The sounds of heartbeats are heard when we count our steps, Feelings are genuinely felt, in slow motion,  Life on slow-mo: is how we were meant to live.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com