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"Sometimes the sky is dark with clouds as its only friend. Sometimes we look up to see a hopeless end and find a mound to mend. Shall we mend with our thoughts. Should thought be a word put into action. Should an action have meaning without seasoning? Should the reason for that seasoning come from a passing pleasing? Pleasing should be ceasing to call out to us. Our names for fame are all in vain. go beyond whats asked is unheard of in a society of fallen belief. You see actions, reasoning and all of the above...they are the result of not going beyond."