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` Candid words are all you need. A wine bibber's carafe rainbow colours clarify; astute ears ratify - satisfied yawning suspicion: inwar..

` leaves rustle in a dance the wind, their live band birds, their vocal ensemble but your voice remains still not a sound to be heard leav..

(November 20, 1752 � August 24, 1770) fallen English poet

` Wake up talk back don't tell me what I lack, save up turn back bring along that fav'rite song don't tell me I've no social conscien..

` warmth envelops dissolving the bustle and noise liquid stillness offers but a momentary tranquil once upon a time it is so easy to dr..

under six feet freshly fallen snow washes into splintered song severed thought drifts afar off into forever old souvenirs now cold wri..

` I know what it's like to write and to not be read - It's much like to speak out and not be heard. And then there is being read but not gott..

` So what if I've gone to Scripture maybe just to have a look? So what if it spoke to me so loud with brilliant flashes of cutting blades? So..

` Be kind to the unkind the sun shines on us all seek my face upon yours from this morning onward Sing the tune of the heart both eyes a..

` When your winter breaks into spring think of new and wonderful things while autumn creeps passed my window break this winter free of sorro..