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Vulnerable, standing in the meadow, separated from fantasy, I expect thunderclouds on a sunny day. For I have no crime to be guilty of and yet I feel undeserving of peace. My stress conditioned mind, only wants more of what it knows, it wants to be feed more stress. As I’m standing in the meadow,…
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you struggling to say something, as you body trembles for only a moment. Your body struggles to keep you gallantly standing, loosing ownership of word and act, foolishly laughing for stupidity is only a moment. Memories, fill life with picture frames, to share and remember. As we fear falling apart, we do, we rebuild our…
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She bowed with courtesy to her friend, a hand reaches out and everting changes. How to think, how to feel, how to see, nothing will ever be the same.Changes trough a bow of courtesy and hand reaching out. Both on an other tune dancing together, I’m yours, your mine, now dancing together on one tune,…
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No incantation to undo the mistakes of the past, only with the sage’s gift of time will this seed grow into consciousness. As she cast’s a spell of love into a distanced memory, to wander inside so long you need, till you hear the sirens song. Mistakes made, now lay in the memory of the…
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Just running, to be on the run, life becomes a flash light.you can’t feel big, you can’t feel small.You break the speed of loneliness, You break the speed of love, you break the sound of the soul. Run to be on the run,you mean not to feel sorrow, you mean to hide, you mean to…
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A gathering of echo’s, I can’t explain it but we carry-on, we keep loving.We will meet again, like ghost from the past, we dance on the memories of yesterday. Silver dust sprinkles the once we love, at the gathering of echo’s, on the memories we share. On sparkle of a day in the sun, the…
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I was on your side, even with the demons on the stage, no time to share our love, I was writing a letter but you didn’t read it. Now you are so far away, I don’t know how to send you the letter that was never opened. So I think about our last day together…
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Missy, dry your tears and straighten your crown, for a setback is only the gift of time. As redirection is for a better sight. As the heart sings, music plays, the words from his lips. An attractive stranger, sings the song of heart, his words full of charm. At night, with the moon, where the…
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Her emerald green eyes always laugh, Her smile is open, ears ready to listen. Compassion a natural instinct with no reason to outcome. One look to each other I smile to this Irish beauty, new and familiar. I cover my smile, as she holds me from an all consuming passion of lust, for she is an…
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Somewhere alone, traveling to meet new faces al with a story to tell. One temporary meeting leaves a life long impression. My mind says proceed with care but the heart knows no danger in the face of beauty with no boundary. The heart sets sail into the rough seas, holding on for my dear life…
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Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 