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Remember when we sang and dancedbeneath the wings of a second chance...Not so very long agobefore the "olding" came to stay,falling like snowin a word..
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Once when I was as young and vulnerable as springI ran headlong down the highwaysof the cacophony of my confusion;I climbed the southern mossy treesof..
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resurrection rose
It wasn't one moment, or
was it?
And there were so many
that wrestled me to the ground
and so many that
reinvented me
Ye..
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We
must be willing to wear it as a crown or be willing to let it
go....trying to drag anchors through life only weighs us down, and
prevents our..
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Whatever it is that opens you up,That expands you, That touches you deeplyand stills your fears.......Invite it, embrace it,twirl magnificently in..
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She had a smile that never quite reached her eyes;always ending at the slightly turned up cornerspainted on the edges of her mouth;lovely crater home,..
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I have grown leanmy cupboards are sparse;canned words have been eaten, digested and spewed.Thoughts and sentences hide behind curtain and couch,like a..
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You
serenade me from the avenues of the past,
calling
on the notes of a moment’s perfect hum.
From
the streets of my running;
bre..
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Everyone is walking aroundunder the same sun,In their unique display of human suits...sometimes they match who we really are fairly well,but other tim..
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The pane of lifeis so much clearerwhen it isn't smudged all overwith my sticky fingerprints.
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