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Over and
over again
The same
place,
The same
game,
The same
search for
The same
proof for
The same
claim.
Déjà..
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I“Why do you think of your loss, instead of thinking of his gain? Can you be sorrowful when he is so joyful and happy? If you truly loved him, w..
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The faithful need no proof. Neither do the faithless.
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Love, like hunger and thirst, is almost impossible to stamp out.
Plato
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“I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.” ― Emily Dickinson
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Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
- Soren Kierkegaard
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Oh, the games of deception
Predators play, she and he,
Creatures of the deep in
Dark, cold, murky waters!
Fancy a game of teeter-totters?
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I find your aura about me in
Residues of last night’s dreams.
Traces of your smell linger like
That of spring flowers’
Imag..
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When, at The Met, we turned a corner
And her eyes lit up with excitement,
And she breathed a little faster
Seeing a large canvas of timeles..
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She, too, was once young:
A hopeful, green bud
On a supple branch of
The mighty tree of life.
The change of seasons,
And myriad inscr..
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