Best Poem of Gabe Florsheim

There is this time and hours,
We all will come and dream;
And find the little flowers,
That seeds will give to stream.
It's deep within our own heart,
And bright like day in dawn;
From there our wisdom will start,
And all our freedom is drawn.

Oh give that dream more sun,
And . . .
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(whats True Inside) The Mirror
This picture is a blur
because you see what they see;
what they want you to see.
They don't even know that
you’re feeling insecure.
They just know the outside,
Not the part of you that’s pure.

And now you’re stuck,
can't move, can't breathe,
can't form a thought,
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