to never awake like a man from my youthfulness I see grown tears of an answer and no questions asked on who I needed to be. warrior like soldiering life's weather all alone till man was many more of I than i. as a river of time is high above allside God's voice. I'd never beg but be brought low on the ground floor of a stage performance that only I see and look to know and or way completely distracted that I was never meant to be alone. it's one and one these eyes meet to true friend and a forever that only love can greet. a collom and charbellem as stairs chern. beauty. so to on this one day it may..the next heat of a low-down grow in a pound feet...