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Truth has been told when secrets have no tale, when the sound of reason has a voice, A sweet reply of thought aligned in heartache, although pain heavys the heart as the soul gets older. there remains a sweet laughter, when secrets have no tale to tell, and imagination seeks memories of never told stories.…
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Truth has been told when secrets have no tale, when the sound of reason has a voice, A sweet reply of thought aligned in heartache, although pain heavys the heart and oldens the soul, there remains a sweet laughter, when secrets have no tale to tell, and imagination seeks memories of never told stories. Drawn…
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Mysterious and beautiful Full of dreams Full of life She travels roads never travelled. Her smile disarming, she is a beauty on a drift. Mysterious and graceful walking from autumn to spring like a young deer in love. She walks like her shadow never passes. Mysterious and beautiful Dreams full of love Dreams of the…
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I have landed in the unknown, with a flood of emotions that hold my breath and keep me stiff in my body. The crossover from one life to the new. Pain becomes energy, the stiff body wants to move into the land of the overwhelming. Still with one foot in the old and known, afraid…
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Lying down on the grass between the pink petal daisies, feeling the night’s fog and the morning dew on my feet as I walk. Believing in things I can believe in as I fall asleep on a summer’s day in May, in the grass between the daisies. Lying down on the grass under the shadow…
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There among the masses she is standing firm and grounded, with the weight of the world on her shoulders. I wonder how the world looks like through her eyes, if she is seeing all the colours, is she trying to keep it together? There among the masses she stands enjoying the beauty of the coming…
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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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Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 