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watch a caterpillar patiently burn ~ trusting God alone, it awaits its turn...

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Every minute, every hour of each day, my heart entreats you with longing. I desire your heart trusts what I say every minute, every hour of each day. If God exists, I avidly pray He accords my desire for belonging. Every minute, every hour of each day my heart entreats you with longing. Every minute, every hour of each day, I desire your heart...

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Every day is always such a good day with our good old friend Dave. Every day we are always hanging out in his man cave. Every day we always share secrets we'll take to the grave....

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I hung out on six avenue and they teased me all the time. Saying you're afraid of you mom, but I was more afraid of crime. I found myself sometimes, doing things to just get along. That's what we do, blame others, when it's us that's doing wrong. I see young men on street corners, hustling to make a...

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This day, one year ago Just so you know Had open heart surgery done Seems I won Get to see another day Traveling along my way Hearing some song Standing strong Music is just emotions having their say In your head they sometimes play A teardrop doesn't always mean im sad At times it means I'm glad So much yet to do Hope my heart still beat...

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I have awaken to some days filled with misery. And there are other days clouded with mystery. And there are some yesterdays that are neither good nor bad but are simply a vision of history. May Day for me has always cast a fond memory, except the day in May when my father passed away. My father died in that month...

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in heart bliss beats renew, each hue is new ~ sip soma nectar, fresh like mountain dew...

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They dock at the old ferry landing, drip fern-water and quartz dust, pull shapes from a memory nobody can name. The news calls them pioneers. The city calls for volunteers: one hundred credits a shift, hazard pay if you stay after dark. We line the streets in plastic ponchos, swing buckets of bleach at whatever falls from them— glass teeth, velvet skins, the small, sad...

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"Time... Always here but never here." By Poet Time my funny friend, I cannot see you or feel you. Yet time you are always with me, from morning until night. The clocks tick off, the many minutes and hours. The calendar takes off the 365 days, 52 weeks and the 12 months. Time where do you live, out in space or in the clocks? My...

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Season-Colours The sunshing in the bright sky. Rain drops Showering in the night time The flowers blooming Slocoly. I wanna fly-high in the sky. The colours of the rainbows green and lushy scenerio yellow autums - pink springs white snow and winter bell rings. Purple veil evening, honey bees hovering Orange sunset on a beach Dried leaves road to reach, Red Roses with sharp thorns Like...

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The blue sphere turns, a fragile, vibrant gem, Encircled by a breath we all must share, From icy peaks to verdant diadem, A living tapestry beyond compare. But heed the whispers of the warming breeze, The silent sorrow of the fading green, The rising tide that creeps through ancient trees, A wounded beauty, starkly now foreseen. Let mindful hands and hearts unite this...

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No chocolates, no flowers, no sweet Valentine's treat, Just the bitter taste of defeat. No cuddles, no kisses, no romance so grand, Because, darling, you just couldn't handle this hand. I'm a whirlwind, a hurricane, a chaotic delight, Too much spice for your palate, too dazzlingly bright. You wanted a calm sea, a gentle breeze' sigh, But I'm...

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the game of push and pull has become wearisome ~ for we dwell in the heart, one with the cosmic hum...

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OF LIFE AND ROSES Life is like a rose; it has its thorns, as well as sweet petaling days:- ...

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perhaps it's true i admit it i confess it i'm an idealist i want it all i want the best i don't want seconds i'm not talking about what's material i want attention i want affection i want what's true and from the heart i'm an idealist and don't expect or want to ever change posted on April 25, 2025...

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