Leave me be Google
The time is not right
Or the matter is not correct
Leave me alone when I am
Now on my own
Free but not full of freedom
Google let go of me
The webs have been woven
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Bound to the Tracks
Bound to the tracks
The time passes
Like well-grown pines
On the Amtrack
East of Chicago
Bound to the tracks and bound
For a destination
A new time
A new nation
Take It
Should we await a new fate
New destinies on the horizon
In our own time and function
With our own satisfaction
How can we learn from each other
New and open ideas
Spread through conversations
With the one’s we know
And those we do not
Here comes a chance
And I hope we take it
Welcome
Welcome to a new post
Adhering to no
Major strategy or length
Just a creation
Awaiting a new task
And fate
Welcome to the blog routine
I hope you enjoy
It
Stay a while
Become part of the scene
Hell Or Hello
Hell or hello
Only one letter apart
So close yet so far
In both meaning
And reproach
Hello
Or
Hell
Which will it be
Set the Goal
Set the goal
Call the time
Set up a sinister
Set of rhymes
Jump through the hoop
And over the mountain
Drink water from the
Ever tempting fountain
See you on the other side
In due time
Goals listed
And achieved
What we have
What we need
In Due Time
In due time
Excess will be left
Behind
Thin out the heard
In real time
In due time
Due process
Make way for progress
And leave the rest
Please Recite
Please recite
I will be kind
In the new year
I will hear new ideas
I will make new friends
Start from the top now
And say it
Again
Goodbye Old Tree
Goodbye old tree
So many things
In time a fall was imminent
Practically unavoidable
As with progress
We have to turn back
To face forwards
The Breaks
Coming down the line
Faster than a train
Slow motion
Down from the emperor’s hand
Makes the everyday man
Work through the night
One can claim victory
While the others work through
The holiday
How
When life is forced
Rather than reflected
It becomes more difficult
Than anyone expected
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