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When twilight comes to bring a new dawning on time of a loving thought, the storm settles and the mist clears the ground. A soft sunburst comes true to the morning fog and the sea air brings a deep breath of hope on a sandy strand. The stars in the far distance, the guide on…
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In an imaginary world I see you next to me, holding my hand. Out with friends, having a good time hoping to see you when I turn my head, wishing you were here. In an imaginary world I would not need to look for you, not need to fear a meeting, not knowing how I…
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Life, a precious gift, a constant journey or a life long home. Every day something to look forward to or to cry for. Today life is cruel, today I’ll have a cry. Today they have taken a loving soul to a new home. But we are still here, dazed and confused that time is as…
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How do I get understanding in confusion, if I never lived in this life? I wonder who’s hand holds my experience, when I feel the influence of my thoughts going in retreat with distraction. Seeking experience, hoping I’m a generous person, blindly moving in one direction. Seeking a little awareness in confusion, thinking all defenses…
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I want to live on my own, I want to feel free in my tears happy and sad. I want no questions when I’m happy with no reason, I want to dance freely. But we do say stop crying when we don’t know what someone is experiencing or clueless about the reason. Leaving a tear…
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To close the day, after walls crumble to ruin, a house empty, no sound to echo the past. Fantasy of future hearts and a mastered smile seeking stars in others. To close the day, after leaving the old grounds for the green valleys, the echo of the future is but a soft whisper, the fantasy…
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When silence comes and only a memory of beauty is what left of a meeting between two blue eyes then I want to lighten that memory. Wishing karma will be gentle on me, Wishing I had a choice, Wishing I was playful. But there is always a reason for memory, there is always someone reminding…
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What would happen if you ware to read my thoughts, would you know it’s the story of a stranger, would you like what you are reading? What story would you like to read? Remember far from home a story changes, what if the story is different than your expectations, would you forgive me? It’s not…
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By one step forward, uninhibited and full of trust, slow but determined, when the weather god’s are smiling on the ground of a new path. Leaving what is no longer of truth, when the weight falls and the body can be free, the mind settles from restless thoughts. You’ll walk with no pain, you’ll walk…
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Dwelling in the sweet taste of yearning , when behind is the water of the daw falling. Thinking of the presious feelings you hold, when on the ground the water of the daw is running in the way of less resistance. Feeling an invite to remembering when breathing false out of part in it’s play.…
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 