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In an opposing moral bound a tradition is making lips hungry to ask, she drinks from the heavenly pond a punishing act with a swift change in moral comes a response to hunger a dangerous play comes to stage, where no action can be taken but to drown in sorrow of a bad decision, when…
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She has no words to many when I see her smile. She has no words to many when I feel her give back magic. She has no words to many when she reminds me of a place I need to be. An enigma of a women with a closed smile and flair while walking, giving…
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A sudden act with no control losing your way, a straitforward expression with no careful thought, a powerful influence breaks bounds that never were pursued. You’ll be reminded of a memory of a place, you impose but forgot kindness. You make it a bitter experience and ignorantly you act in ways not true to yourself,…
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Between Past And Present, immortality of a story comes to be. When behind me is a path forgotten by time, when the future is vaild in mystery and the present is an invasion of emotion I’ll find a place where truth can be found and dreams can be persuade. Between past and present, immortality of…
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On this dark night, on a late summer day, a ghost has come to visit, to tell about a lost romance. My mind is telling me about the story of feelings, it seems silent in the restless heart when winds come with no direction, but I do see the story, I do see her and…
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A sudden heartbeat, fairies having a play in my body and giving smile with no reason. Closed eyes, somewhere bees are making sweet honey, somewhere stars are shining on a clear sky. More fairies having a play in my body a sudden heartbeat become stronger, joyful feelings starting to settle. Closed eyes, day dreams are…
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With a peck character, more interested to be true to herself living by her own code. As a better woman she makes a better world, in her own peculiar way she offers kindness by acknowledging her individuality. With a kind of moral not offering a war outside herself, both elegant and and real, both strong…
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At Summer’s end a smile can put you to blame, like a Trojan war in the heart of the seeker. Nor blue or green eyes will tell you a secret, like a closed smile emotion remains hidden even in laughter. Eyes like diamonds take you into trance, a hysterical heartbeat makes the body tremble. But…
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In the land all shades of green, passion brands the soul of the dancer. I wonder shall I always be glad? Shall the dancer keep dancing, shall passion always be there? In the land all shades of green, the fairy queen is dancing in the summer sun, she is fearless and charming, looking upon those…
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Thoughts you tell yourself when the heart has no voice, a book covered in dust. Forgotten romance a unreal feeling of desire that leads to an old book covered in dust. No sweetness after a full moon dance filled with silver rain and rose petals, to get charmed by the fool. Forgotten romance a unreal…
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Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 