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In reality I know, I know that to suffer great joy one has to suffer great pain.
To be lost in a moment, to truly allow that unrestrained joy of th..
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Muse, muse, muse; where is my muse?Hidden from me in dark foggy shadows?
Beautiful muse, darling muse, generous muse, mine own muse, for the want o..
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Thousands of miles we have traveled,
Thoughts in our heads to unravel.
Glorious mountains we have adored,
Winding paths we have traveled to shore..
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You who are with me
through thick and thin, my friend my love my truest companion.
Colourful and exciting
our lives have been, leaving us..
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I am a gypsie childe
dancing round the fire. Living and
loving with all that I am. Music is the
beat of my heart bringing pleasure to my so..
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Admittedly I do not know where this piece should be classified. Sometimes I just write for sanity and this sort of thing is what you will find there...
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Precious
daemon torturing my soul, leaving me without life’s breath.
Snake
whose forked tongue hisses words of loving kindness.
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