How hard it was for him to see far into the distance
And that was the whole reason why he was there
Zany things were in the works, and he needed to know how it would pan out
Except the fortune teller was exclaiming that his future was pretty …
How hard it was for him to see far into the distance
And that was the whole reason why he was there
Zany things were in the works, and he needed to know how it would pan out
Except the fortune teller was exclaiming that his future was pretty …
The music began with a low, moody, ominous bass part.
On screen, lightning played among the far hills.
Nobody seemed to have a plan as to how to stop the zombie invasion.
Except one! She pulled out her phone and that is what cued the Bollywood style dance-off!
Manipulating the data to make it relax
And at the same time stimulate the viewer to see the answers contained within
So, it should come to no surprise that, at times, the data might be stretched too far
Snapping off the meaning from the numbers
And creating a new thesis from the ether
Giving a new discourse that never even had a whisper
Exist in the original census of the world
Cloaked in her beloved darkness, she shivered with excitement
As she peered over her city, watching those far below
Putting fear in the hearts of those trying to hide in the night
Enabling her to sense her prey
“Nothing to do now but go up on the map!”
“Okay, but aren’t there polar bears up there?”
“Really you would have to go pretty far to get to those.”
“That still means there are a chance of polar bears. I would rather go south.”
“Have you seen how crazy penguins are? No way! Uh-uh!”
Pushing her body to breaking never helped anyone
Unless you were talking about her guilt
Now she was here and wondered if this time she had gone too far
It seemed to make sense in the heat of the moment
So now hanging on this rockface fifty feet up and her strength giving out, she wondered
How did eating a single extra Oreo do this to her?
You can’t measure greatness with a ruler they say
And that might be true for most things
Reacting to a fastball and sending it towering the other way
Defines the exception as they measure how far it as it left the…
Been a long time since she had to bend that far
Reality was just that heavy upon her heart
Everything seemed like the worst of times
And all she wanted to do was somehow slip past to a light hearted moment
Knowing if she had to carry more then she would…
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We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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