Inertia Is The Greatest Sin
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No mountain is forever built.
Flowers bloom then they wilt,
nature's forces wear them down,
forever lost and never found.
Moonless nights where light is dead,
phantom coldness shears my head;
jagged rock and icy steel
camouflage the things I feel.
When my eyes turn to the sea,
waves of passion thrive in me.
Caution I dropp to a whirl of wind,
freely falls in the ocean's spin.
Voyages I fail to take
each day harder are they to make.
A heart must act or never win.
Inertia is the greatest sin!
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