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- Wednesday, February 11, 2009


I can make you rise or fall.

I can work for you or against you. 

I can make you a success or a failure.

I control the way that you feel and the way that you act.

I can make you laugh...work...love. I can make your heart sing with joy...excitement...elation.

Or I can make you wretched...dejected...morbid.

I can make you sick...listless.

 I can be as a shackle...heavy...attached...burdensome.

Or I can be as the prism's hue...dancing...bright...fleeting...lost forever unless captured by pen or purpose.

I can be nurtured and grown to be great and beautiful...seen by the eyes of others through action in you.

I can never be removed...only replaced.

I am a THOUGHT.

Why not know me better?

-Bob Conklin-

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