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She has dreamy eyes and golden hair, I wonder is she as sweet as her cherry red lips, is she as helpful as the hand she gives, is she foolish enough to love me? She sits silent in the garden singing to the sweet sound of birds calling to one another, as I feel a…
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On the edge of lands ending she has no fear, she hears the sound of the ocean, it makes her dream of the feasting childhood, full of dreams and days to come. On lands ending she has no fear as dreams come true, and there upon the blue sky she makes a wish, for roads…
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© Elke stevens 2018
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history of my poems
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Welkom op mijn Blog over mijn Belfast avontuur. Dit is geen dagboek wel een belevingsverhaal. Ik hoop dat jullie genieten van Een onhandige vrouw in Belfast. Ik geniet in ieder geval al van hier te zijn. Welcome to my Blog about my Belfast adventure. This is not a diary but an experience story. I hope…
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 