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I’ve always held my heart,locked away, inside a chest.A treasure chest, for that matter.And at best, I hid it somewhere,so that it may never sha..
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I try to be the friend I’d want to have;the one who is always there. Always.The friend that never leaves your side,even when they’re going..
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I surround myself with much;books, games, puzzles, and such, as I must keep my mind alivewhile trying to find her in the night sky.A star, perhaps, or..
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One’s heart may singwhen the loudest of mindsmay no longer think… Quiet, content;all noise is absent. The mind sits,and waits a while.Per..
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There is a star in the sky,that has lead me to a new realm;a door of sorts, you might say.And this star, I think,has brought me to a brand new daywher..
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I sit within a room,filled with knowledgeand experience;holding the wisdom of age,and yet the youngness of one’s heart.I am alone, and for that,..
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I think of a many things,as I sit besides rippling waters; the way the world seesthe colorfulness of the evergreens,and the busyness of honey bees. An..
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In a land that is far, far away,or rather yet, right there,right where it needs to be,and where it should always stay; to this very day,there are many..
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I flew a paper airplaneinto the skylineof outer space,and watched it find its placeinside my mind.The great thing aboutpaper airplanesis that as they ..
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I trailed the treasure troveof my abandoned memories;where I had sung a lovely song,and hummed a lovely hum,and all I could think about was where thin..
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