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There is a wind, that blows over the earth, beast and man.This wind cares not about who you are or what you know.It cares only about the howling tempe..
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A story about life and love.
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It's raining and the wind is blowing,
almost like it's cleaning, sweeping away
the old and broken.
It's wonderful to see the world
clean and ..
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When you say something.
When you do something.
When you touch a heart
in such a way it shattered.
Is there a way to mend?
Is there a way t..
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When we are young we see the world, simply,before we are touched by the
corruption of the world.The proud acceptance of a father,the healing love of..
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I would have you stand before me. Naked, exposed with eyes closed.Waiting, wanting to be touched.
I would reach out my hand.Place it softly on your ..
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The winter started
much like most other winters.
With a cold, relentless wind.
It stripped away all that was green.
All that was good, ever..
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If I imagine
something beautiful.
Something true.
Will it be of you?
Is this a new beginning, or just the end.
Perhaps a poem, a story ..
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I made an Oath, many, many years ago.
An Oath made freely, willingly.
This Oath was made not
alone.
I said the words, that sealed the b..
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Endless drifting, day and night.Slowly dragging the lifeless body.I speak in grunts and groans.Sometimes i scream in angeror desperation, its all the ..
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