With every turn there’s something new
With every friend there may be two
When lost turn back and be found
Or continue onward for another round
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When riding high remember the low
When down and out get up and go
Positive and negative are just a charge
We’re the conduits for life’s barrage
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While energy travels equally both ways
As does the dark and light of days
Except we choose our forces flow
A wispy crackle or auras that glow
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With dynamics of pen and static of pulp
And invisible energy of letters we sculpt
Seemingly pulled from the thin air
Heavy with visions for all to share
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This energies free, but the heat is not
So to feel the cool, you have to get hot
If you want mellow, you can’t get blue
If your yellow, you won’t do
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But if you’re prepared for a tremendous surge
Patience and passion is what I urge
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