![Ancestors](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/3d6559ebc3020df185a08655fd586d8f.jpg) |
Upon thatwillow treeI find myancestorscarved in,It wastranquilWind~interlockingwith strandsof my brown hair,I whispernonsense,hoping m..
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![Love](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/731933a16ede8c8be3a5a57efe62c6d2.jpg) |
I have a fascination withall things love,Daydreams constructing expectationsand a daily need for a thing whichI have yet to experience,It's an obsessi..
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![Time and Useless Wonderings](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/2612441376581e417b351a6df43edbc8.jpg) |
Time I find,is fascinating,able to remind youof failures longpassedRegardless, I questionwhether my futureunhappiness will derivefrom failed dreams,Pe..
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![Sugar](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/0c82d8b5ad4302e8076e264256af893e.jpg) |
Oh, the power of words,Ain't that right, sugar?How they travel downa page,beautiful,don't you think?Remember that night,in 1983 when we crossedthe lak..
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![Muse](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/b43791fc882561497722c3902ae5a43b.jpg) |
There he was,A brush in hand, A palette in the other,A vision in sight,And I, his muse,Moving I mustn't be, Still, I must be,For my beauty wasundoubte..
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![A Pas de deux](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/211b125d650d2a345692f0eeede6efe0.jpg) |
Sharp turns,Bright smile,Pointed feet,Beautiful face,Tall posture,Straight arms,Technique."It's all about the technique."They said.Constantly. Screams..
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![The Way he is.](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e80fd132e43680100d0d375c6fd223db.jpg) |
The way he wrinkled his nose,and stared at the sky,The way he chuckled at my words,and rose to my high,The way he nervously touched his hair,When I ki..
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![C0mP|iCaT3D](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/724675fed0aa8eaeab0a91def97dfa22.jpg) |
Anxiety. It consumes you. Rapidly. Suddenly.You look ||||||||||||||¿down. S W E A T.Th-th-thumping heart. Racing thoughts. You feel everything...
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![a fantasy](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/81048b01cc70fee547d018e644ba3145.jpg) |
A beating organscours the silencedwinds.A moment. A time.A shrunken image oflost times.a fantasy.A contemplation,A choir of curiosity,A careful quiet...
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![I'm Fine.](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/291e62a764f0cf32cfc406781596039d.jpg) |
I'm FineYou're lyingI'm FineYou're notBut I am.I am Fine.I'm so FineI could laughthe loudest,smile the brightest,pretendtalk the lon..
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