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You read my last request, it was always written. In my heart the moment never past, in my mind I’m writing a request. Be here with me, it’s a feeling, but it’s the winter season with a cold wind. The words are writing again and again, they have no drama. Not the words of wisdom,…
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beautiful golden sparks I felt, so unique and you. the touch of you hands on my body is still lingering days, weeks, months after our first meeting. Those eyes are still piercing my soul, no day goes by that you are not on my mind. No day goes by without wondering, no day goes by…
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Alluring and mystique, I yield to her mesmerising beauty. For reason and logic seem her guiding force, I come to an emotional stand still. As sacrifice is required, for transformation comes from within. When a mirror reflection, trims away what is not essential. I will cut my own heart and weaken to emptiness and tiredness.…
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To encourage yourself and allow vision of purpose, to be a guiding force. Bringing faith to what is hidden from what we cannot see. You will take important step in the unknown. As you embark on a journey guided by synchronicity, coincidence and trust in once self. Then we have taken a step back from…
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Here I go again, a step forward, a step back, the dance of life lessons. I feel myself let go of my togetherness, one smile, there goes my mind. Just when I needed you, you stand before me with a warm welcome. One hug and I find comfort in your compassion. Now I struggle my…
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On trouble water, Ill dance for one night and drift for a wille, ill wait till the night stops being full of starts. At the trouble waters the night is fill of magic stars, for one night the sparks of shining stars spark up to a miracle river as I follow the bends of the…
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As she becomes her own oracle, sees the stars and follows the moon. The ever changing seasons of life have taken her journeying. Far beyond her own limits of self believe in a land of fairy tales. As she does not see where she tramps, the dawn will take her to the darkest corners of…
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Swirling on the long road ahead, where the sun follows our shadow, waiting for a warm meeting in the shade. May the road bend to meet us, may the sun warm us till the road guides us to the road of ore meeting. To meet your eyes, is to meet myself in your soul, feels…
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When the heart feels like a soulless desert and you see no life upon the surface, you feel lost and beaten. Every path you follow seems a dead end you try and try again and again, no movement. But what we don’t see is the life beyond the surface from what we can not see.…
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 