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Tread not the sand, my dearfor the sand gives wayand cannot be trustedfor it is constantly changingbuild not on shifting earth, my dearbuild not on sh..
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Simplistic, I know.
But sometimes we need to just take a moment
and think about how in reality
life is intricately beautiful
pain and all.
But ..
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The eyes of children are cleanfor they are eyes filled with wonder. They areeyes untouched by the darknesseyes not corrupted by feareyes who have n..
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They came
from the stars
The tears of
the great watching beasts
The earth
shuttering as they touched their home
The realm of
Xeri..
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There she sat.
Alone.
Gentle Eve, her
feet dangling from the bridge, feet barely skimming the river beneath; her
tears falling graceful..
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Erith and Xera were created with a great and unknown destiny. Once physically born, they lose memory of everything. With different names they walk th..
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Smiling masksactors galoretry to act rightso they always want moreready the stageset the lights a glowjoy, envy, rageand lets start the showwalk out, ..
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here I siton the shelfcollecting dust-Jar of secrets-under fogged up glassand dusty rimmed tinand golden shimmering secretsI've watched people pass me..
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from the peculiar books of the reality librarywhosepages of bloodcontinue to seep through their coversand words of gold and silverengraved and un-eras..
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No one lives a perfect lifeonly L-RD knows whyin secret they may weepfeeling alone and alone to diepainted smiles on perfect faceslaughter, giggles an..
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