Mighty

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Mighty

Mighty, Might He?

 

Mighty may,

He may,

He Might,

Show you the path,

Tell you whats right.

Mighty may,

Although,

He don't;

Tell you the truth,

And that,

He won't.

Might He

Might He

Want to fight me,

Because I made him lie.

Mighty may,

He may,

He might,

Mighty

Might He,

Win the fight.

Mighty Might not live inside me,

But he sure does dwell in my mind.

Mighty once really suprised me,

Because Mighty told me that He Might be I

and that Mighty was a prisoner,

confined,

confined to the boundries of my thoughts,

Because Mighty

and Might He

Might Be,

Combined.

Mighty may,

He may,

He Might,

Unsure,?

Yes, Quite.

That Mighty,

Might He,

Might Be,

I.

 

BKrabbit.

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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