Marina
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FearA Poem by MarinaThat love will show itself to me and an ash world would suddenly become rose That here, in this reality, someone would love me without the conseq.. |
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The Remembering v.2A Poem by Marinaa confession |
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the rememberingA Poem by Marinaa confession |
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the criminalA Poem by Marinaon learning tolerance |
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ObservationA Poem by MarinaEverybody has their own version of the truth. In reading philosopher Hanson's essay on observation I recall many non-scientific ways how this might be.. |
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TimeA Poem by MarinaTime is a sickness, time is a thief. Time is a transcendent presence beyond our definition of it. So don’t try to define it, because in definin.. |
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in the healing morningA Poem by Marinain the healing morning,the aura of the universe is still darkyour eyes still long to look down at your feetbut the rising sun boldly illuminates the b.. |
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beautiful, distantA Poem by Marinacreating faces in the snow while driving through the mountains.. i became attached to her as if she were real - as if i had her friendship to lose |
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Sonnet to the TheatreA Poem by Marinaa modern poem to the performer, and to the audience; both equally stunned by the magic of theatre |
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Sand AngelA Poem by Marinamemories of a belly dancer |
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