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You called me Sweetheart

A Story by Christina2

I am, when I

About Me

I am standing on a stepping stone, above the water, on my toes.

Teetering in the past and toward the future.

Not quite ready to let go.

To trust, without faith. Control....

So, here I am again, closer to what I want than I was before.

I am not the same. I am never the same.
Who am I

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Micheal Teal

Posted 15 Years Ago

Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' -- that is all
Ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know."

John Keats
Ode On A Grecian Urn, 1820

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