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Imaginativ “Mecellanary” Syndrome

Take a leap,

Forward unto what persuades

the heaven glades.

Feel it as it passes you,

crisp at times, brisk or fine.

If you can, make the morning rain as it falls from the sky,

deeply reach inside yourself.

Know yourself, control your pride.

By Brandon Mecella

I am a Philadelphian, a poet (the greatest alive, of course), and I'm loving what is on T.V.