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This is our App

We walk forward

While looking back

At the life we have lost

Because of our age

Getting lost in the digital rage

This is a place where you can share those thoughts

With like minded people

And not the big boss

This is the place to give yourself a voice

To take back what's your

The Freedom of Choice

Choose a tag that represents what you are currently feeling

Is it so

Can it be?


Am I finally feeling

Back to me?


Did I shake the dirt off

To realize that I too can stand tall

Like a tree


Did I have to dig deep

To find my roots

To discover where they began

To see where they lead


Did I have to go out on every limb

Reaching my hand out

Just to see


Yes I did.

Like spreading my wings.


Because that is the last step for a tree

To learn how to change

Only its leaves





If you can't see

Then foresight is what you pay


If you can't hear

You are living in fear


If you can't say

Your freedom will fade


In this order

Is how Us

Becomes They




This is Our Blog.This is Our App.

The Last Refuge of Sound

Is us turning around

To face the pack

The pack of wolves

That start with an F

a T

an R

and an i

We open our app

Read a post

And say goodbye

To enjoy the yellow sun

The green trees

And the blue sky

Because we are done being manipulated

Till the day that we die

We heal with consistency

We heal with time

These are our prayers

To take back our lives


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Sadly this is the final post

Of an idea that was pure

That is now fleeting like a ghost


It kills me to say

That with pleasure

Come pain


But that is life

Now-a-days


I will miss my friend

I will miss this part of my life

And I can only do right

If I find success

At the end of the night


Scincerely, Keith Carmody



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The Last Refuge of Sound

This is Our Blog.
This is Our App.


The Last Refuge of Sound

Is us turning around

To face the pack

The pack of wolves

That start with an F

a T

an R

and an i

We open our app

Read a post

And say goodbye

To enjoy the yellow sun

the green trees

and the blue sky

Because we are done being manipulated

Till the day that we die

We heal with consistency

We heal with time

These are our prayers

To take back our lives

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