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In the time when, A simple toy with bright lights was enough to amuse me, An hour in the bath tub was a day of high-adventure, An extra cookie, fro..
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There's a sea-gem in that sand you're in,
Buried a ways away.
She beams so loudly, in that way that she beams,
Whether the sun smiles at her or not..
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Daddy asked me one muggy day,If I wanted to ride the ell again.My attention caught the swings, for a bit,Before turning to him and saying,“I ain..
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My bowl is empty.Bits, spits, and washed out leaves.The curling twig swims through circles,Drowning in broken squares that look like triangles.Crying ..
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There is no light at the tunnel’s end�"Only dented cans and newspapers,Amid discarded butts of dissatisfaction,Strewn across broken ..
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You told me that your eyes were yellow,But, now, I see, they’re black.You told me that you’d soon return,But, you never did come back.I ca..
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Yellow rocks & creaking earth,A tumbleweed of grey gladness.Swirling dryness to my left -Its twin dancing in the distance.There’s no need fo..
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I see your wings have sprouted, dear,And, they’ve lovely colours of every sort.The greens that meet with shimmering blues,Golden yellows that ri..
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I can see your fingers snatching at the surface,And, I’m holding out my hand.I can see your face and your silent screams,And, I’m waiting,..
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From between realities,And amid each of their infinities.Existent and then, it’s not,And, between, a slick serenity.Fantasma & The Loki God,..
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