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There never was a promise of another spring to come,no more gentle bird songs, nor beatings of your drum. There never was a promise of sunshine all ye..
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In dancing flames withoutstretchedarms you're standing, waiting there,one last kiss and one last hug but how do I get there?Make a wish or say a praye..
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I closed my eyes and saw a fishswimming in my water bowl."Don't make me a dish,"the sweet fish asked,"but take me back to the rabbit's hole.He's prepa..
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Pardon me sir, but can i borrow a dream?Borrow a dream?How can that be?You are still young,I'm very oldsurely you should havemore dreams than me to un..
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Just a little poem to all my Kiwi kids with monsters lurking in the dark.
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Far off-shore in the dense dark night
a small boat's sailing forth
through storms and stars
and scattered hopes
to the Dying Lands up north.
Th..
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Where are you now?Why all the tears?Don't let the darkawaken false fears.he's only sleepingLay down and rest.Your journey is still long.It's not time ..
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a whisper and a scream,a life lost,a fulfillment of a dream,an empty chair,an unsaid prayera tear, a smile unseen.a secret told,a fire too colda brick..
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