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Over 50.I love being over fiftyI learn somethingnew everydaywhile I forgetfive others.
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Not a racial poem by any means, but to show the grey areas between two conflicting sides in any debate, or discussion, or anything..
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The eclipse of a phase.On opening the congregationof ceremonial thoughts lyingin my Pandora's box,inside I see...no punitive God, but onewith incense ..
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Sharing someone else's humour. I only own the title.
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No end!There was no endto an endnot while beingalive anyway!Just plenty of starts!
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Doing the cranial waltz.
Closing eyes,astral planes;
a night's garden
traveling the decibels, sound.
Twas a space oddity
climbing the stairwa..
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Where will my thoughts take me
as my mind sails towards
the setting sun.
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Every which way.Where there's a willthere's a way,where there's a desirethere's a need,where there's a wantthere's a costwhich must be paid.Every whic..
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The financial strangler.Of the necklace given,mesmerising her thoughtsplaced upon her neckembracing excitedly,together beauty shining;the necklace in ..
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When the glass of timidness shattered.When the ask." Would you like to go for a walk?"lead to....a remark responding."I thought you'd never ask."a new..
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