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Sleepy whistle drifts away.
Now hear the clickity clack of the swaying
train.
Meandering smoke trails behind,
as black ..
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Spend,
a little time
with me.Just see,
the things
I see. Catch a feel,
of this beat,and,
spend a little,
time with me. Let me,
see ..
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please start at the bottom and work your way up ^
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A
push of
wind darted across
my lane.
I fully expected
to see
showers of rain,
And
showers did come
moving
..
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Kisses and Cookies
(my superpower_
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as it is :)
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As Pat's poem ' A Dozen Scented Sunset Roses,' dances in my mind
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When stress of the times weighs on your mind
Or fear of the dark lurks upon your heart,
When you’re tired of the fight.
And cannot tru..
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Amphion
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Words caress,eyes speak soft,spirit strong, ego low.See a tender hand,wooa wild heart.
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