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I am a writer living in words I may be read I may be heard but as a person I am unknown for no one has cared to know all I have known I'm left alone I'm on my own I live in this world of words because I don't know who to trust everyone has betrayed me or simply walked away I live in this world of worlds because it keeps my mind alive my door remains open but nobody cares to stay most of this life I've reached out to others lending a helping hand wherever I could opening my heart and welcoming love as it came and sometimes it felt very good once I had a big home and many things those I welcomed took everything they could leaving me alone here with only my words and sometimes that does not feel good I live in this world of words because it is all I have left the expressions of my heart for all to read and hear right here in this world of words you can discover me but how can I know you how do you appear how do you care how do you share are there conditions and rules do you hold back alter the facts play some game you learned in schools can you imagine unconditional love can you begin to share it can you imagine unconditional trust can you begin to hear it I live in this world of words nothing is hidden from view all I want to do is share I wait here for you I live in this world of words seeking whatever is true what lives in your heart and mind what is true for you and what do you do how do you care how do you share do you possess or embrace do you demand do you understand that nothing in this world is at your command can you imagine unconditional love can you begin to feel it can you imagine unconditional trust can you share it for real I live in this world of words waiting for someone who can all I want to be in this life is an honest man I live in this world of words where I know what is true how do you create your life what is true for you what do you do I am a writer living in words I may be read I may be heard but as a person I am unknown for no one has cared to know all I have known I'm left alone I'm on my own Writer (World Of Words) Ric Candor ©2000 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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