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When upon the summer breeze you dropped me to my knees as you came to me in vision clad in black leather we danced amidst the heather as my heart..

There was a girl and a boy who lived very far from one another their essences traveled from one side of the world to the other in waves of elation,..

I know not where you've been nor where you are taking me Yet your words hold strong like the truest of songs they guide me wholely forth into an ..

We stepped across the threshold into a new enchanting land not knowing how we got there or what might be close at hand. Yet, we did it together ..

Divinity I scream what is your Master Plan these dreams I have what are they for I often wake laughing at the words you say while I am deep..

That exquisite divet that once was before me that spot where collarbone, crisp white shirt meet That exquisite divet I crave I dream about I ..

Pale as the breeze sullen, sunken was her face as the creature jumped before her she let out a blood curdling scream in what was left of the night..

If all the world were to write for a day there would be an end to war all these needless fights that plague us so day and night. Noone would be..

Why do you care so much about these monetary values- cars, houses, possessions collected for what-to be buried with these earthly wants? All yo..

One fell to the heart of darkness there is no reason why he just gave up without an ounce of try And as she sat bewildered she believed in him ..