![Songs Of Candor](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Upon the limbsof preparatory, I sit in wait while the winds ofclemency come dancing vividlythrough the grieving portals. Mymaker swiftly comes tobesto..
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![Travelling Prayer](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Oh, my Creator, and my sustenance, I come to you weary and dismayed, I stand in haltforethe forks of the paths before me. I catechize to you, that you..
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![Wilderness Calling](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/2bb62b0e032a9c397d0b9404e5726b8f.png) |
The untouched splendor of the vast terrain forest has
kept my heart here, roots deeply embedded into my soul,
you have been gone for many moons, and..
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![The Gentle Rising ~A Prayer and A Song~](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/6c2d8c3f65e4c50ad254208732b660a1.gif) |
By way of rain and inundations, I
have trekked through the endless
trails dragging the wispy ends of
broken dreams, towing misery
I come to the ..
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![Weepers In The Sky](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/243ae8225008b45c05810a560ce83177.gif) |
The skies wept as they gazedinto the eyes of early mornforethe risings on the edgeof a fall, err not to come sit by me
I have heard you wailing qui..
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![Sundown](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/09856e75929534fcc3d8d666ab53fdd1.jpg) |
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![Rivers In The Night](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/47eb4ff14496c9ba249d21952ebd0f57.jpg) |
The reins fell to the floor, grips moist of sweat, strength was no longer hers, and she was too fatigued to even face the dark walking nights, and no ..
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![Open Arms](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/4c18d1953de1219924ab2df84c94ec08.gif) |
First time I met Michael
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![Cyan Moon](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/040c59e297126e32a323cf49d42481c4.gif) |
Thecolorsof my heart amiablyglaze the skiesof cyan dreams, they come in nightlyapparelsthese aretheimpedimentsof my soul, a touchfrom the handof mybel..
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![Waters Of My Soul](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/3dc1d3ab11c0bf8a7da593dd7ad51435.jpg) |
I may not have much to confer,from a realm of my own spherefinding me in a canvas skin, Irefrained self from arousal,eluded by flutes of harmonytranqu..
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