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(little tango is the common name for a plant with tiny tangerine coloured petals)
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If home is where the heart is,then travelled well am I,as part of me resides with youbeneath your own blue sky.For all the verses we have shared,the f..
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What of those dreams that you once held?I see no sign of bud or leaf.No shaft of sunlight filters through,a coal-black sky with no relief.Your footpri..
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Beyond the view of waning moonsuspended in a pre-dawn sky,I searched for sequin studded stars.Alas their presence was concealed,though near appeared a..
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( goes without saying doesn't it? and no kidding this is exactly how it happened)
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(Don't it just get ya when you think there's half a packet left, when there's none?)
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We count the cost of those we've lost,their sacrifice, the price they paid.The blood they shed, our honoured dead,their hallowed memory will not fade...
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(my bible a birthday gift from parents when I was nine)
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A field so far from English shoreswhere poppies thrive for all to see.In quiet moments touched by suna call is heard "Remember me"."Remember me is all..
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Sometimes I burn a candle,a saviour in a storm.It dances in a pool of waxto give my spirit warmth.At times I play at teasingto keep myself amused,by b..
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