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Abrasions remind me,the inability to move fluidly,an ache digging deeper than my bones,bits and pieces falling down,I hang on to all those that my two..
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Riveting on the wind are words that pray for you.My baited breath with which stalls,While listening closely,To the hollow echo that sways heavy upon t..
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My thoughts
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I embrace her,she has been pacing, caged, desperate to be released...I encouraged her,as she haunted my dreams.Her roar came with pulsing vibrations,m..
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She was a mass of energy distilled down to deceptive size.
As she happily fluttered through sun soaked days,
slinging wisdom and painting lif..
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Cell upon divided cell,hand in hand we forged.A separate entity of a mother and father's self,walking unprotected throughout the world.Open to all,an ..
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They grab brushes,at six and two,they already know,which colors they want, what scene to watch grow.Max dips his brush in the water,swirls just a tad,..
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Thoughts and emotions
A journal of therapeutic expression
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Hangin' with Randall, time for some thought explosions!
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The man on the moon reaches deep into my thoughts.He gathers up my dreams,then, sprays them out as stars...My shooting stars ricochet moon beam rays t..
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