Ted Blue Biography

I am a seed, drifting with the wind,
and your my destined end.
I am a needing plant, you are fertile soil,
and you nourish my thirsting roots.
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We shed these orbs of regret-these tears,
because we are suffering, in our own condition.
Crying loudly, we hope the Lord most-high hears,
as we make our sincere request, for divine restoration.
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Words- ambiguously defined.
Words-powerfully sublime.
Words-actions of the mind.
Words-powers of mine.
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I wonder if our shades of blue,
Is the same piercing hue,
That of-me and you?
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A ruler, who was both youthful and possessing,
eagerly approached a prophet to ask,
'Teacher, how can I inherit a life without end,
for I have done all that I know I can.'
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