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When Did I Forget Eden
It used to be so simple. I used to see it B&W. Love, and keep loving. Make it a daily choice. Sometimes I would border on utter stupidity, absurd blindness and ridiculous doormat-ism. Twisted loyalty and obsessive devotion, perhaps. But then the pendulum started swinging and I went a little too far back behind walls…
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A Peculiar Cloud
the way I hold sorrow nowadays is released in songs and quietness; it’s edged with exhaustion and undercurrented with peace it’s a peculiar silver-lined cloud i’ve not preferred the loud wails and epic thunder- storms, hurricanes, floods for quite some time now, prefer a more moderate climate to weather these worries and woes don’t let…
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Unstopped Life
It’s strange to taste feel smell see hear Perceive with every fiber and atom that Life, life surely goes on, the earth twirls Drunken tilting on its axis a flirtatious Ballet around the sun barely containing Its stellar fury and magnificence… A grand theater unfolds in the quiet Of this or that thought, tear, punctured…
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Freshness
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quite simply
sometimes we don’t want to be anyone’s hero, not even our own or our future children’s children it’s not for want of large hearts, or wells of bravery and nobility, or the stubbornness of faith– no. these we have in unending supply, though some would have us believe they are scarce and dry yes. catastrophes…