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Quiet sounds, fail to prevent your
untamed mind from constant babble.
The choirs of your mind dispute.
Belting songs of,
opinion, confusing you..
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When love is kept secret…
A humble heart has sinned.
All honest morals are broken.
Your dreams? Never given a chance.
Time you waste, c..
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I tell you this tale.
The life of a little girl.
In sorrow,
And in humiliation.
An inspiration.
Her name.
Kari Munchai.
Three sister..
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As the sun rose above the trees,
And birds began their songs,
We joined with them, and hid our tears,
Which we knew would not last for long.
..
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This stormy evening,
as, we wait for the train.
quietly I sit across from you.
In this dark, musty, wooden room,
I watch you.
I begin to feel sym..
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Our hearts are moved by love itself,
Eyes blinded by curiosity,
Love takes our minds,
On winding journeys,
Only to end in emptiness.
A sort of bo..
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If you’ve never ventured into untouched wild,
Or sailed among ancient explorers,
If you have yet to unveil long-lost treasures,
Or bravely fl..
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I await the day when my dreams will come true,
Nevermore will I sit and long for you.
Somewhere in time, I’ll call you my own,
One being, One..
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Wandering through life’s forest.
I stumbled upon the path, to you.
Just beyond Doubt River.
Over Unworthy Hill.
You lay.
Entangled in weeds..
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This, a warm summer morning.
Birds sing.
Squirrels march.
A gentle breeze gives dance, to the crippled
Or grounded.
This, a perfect day.
This..
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