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Cry

I want too desperate I lost the ability my river has dried I am only clay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 7/7/2021 12:25:00 AM
Hi Aurore. I see and feel this so very vividly. So few words have emptied a dam and the rivers run dry. Over the years, I have seen much of this in the lives of people. Blessing.
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Date: 6/29/2021 10:59:00 PM
Barren the land; tears now salty ocean; drinkings nowhere good to survive~
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Date: 5/6/2021 4:01:00 AM
The human nature is ever on a state of ebb and flow! What is important is that we gain from our pain.. a deep awareness of what is going inside the soul is a huge step of the soul growth! Wonderful poetry! My deepest regards and blessings.
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Date: 4/21/2021 9:31:00 AM
Until the next rainfall...Nice one.
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Date: 4/18/2021 9:24:00 AM
Sometimes even when we need to cry the tears don’t come. This is a poignant piece. Hugs Rick.
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Date: 2/25/2021 6:13:00 AM
For Clay, your wonderful poetry sings a beautiful caring tune.
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Date: 2/22/2021 3:36:00 PM
So poignant!
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Date: 2/18/2021 7:20:00 AM
Profound my dearest, Aurore! Although tears have tried up and one becomes clay, we have to be hopeful with the transformation since it was clay that God used to create us! Suffering may become the source of our wisdom! Great writing, my friend, Blessings!
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Date: 2/18/2021 7:05:00 AM
...one deep write....time currents can sometimes be as an unpredictable breeze ......stan sand
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Date: 2/18/2021 1:44:00 AM
Succinct but full of deep meaning. ~~
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