Golden Gate

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  • Inspirational

    Golden Gate
    A green haven of trees
    At the top of a hill fading away
    A calm surrender
    When I feel like my life is expired at the end of the day
    A white sky filled with mists of grey
    With a blue horizon
    Mocking the streelights but refusing to disintegrate
    This is my world
    When I forget who I am in a way
    Looking down
    Looking up
    Remembering I'm not who I say
    Realizing you will never change my strength
    And knowing I'll be okay
    This is my life
    And my secret golden gate

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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