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Our words move around each other. Touching for a moment.Graceful attempt.Tireless effort, seeking beauty.We continue, watching, and we dance.
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Might be a touch of ego. Why should a breath be wasted?My eyes turn red, and the tears start to well.Most do not understand.So, I have to explain.The ..
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Don't be sad. Just talk for a bit.Holding on to the pain, only breeds.Care to banter? Sharing what you feel?Not the only one. Time to talk.
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Ever changing waiting to be carried by the wind each grain holds a message
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Tell me your story. I know, you are busy, but sit.You seem to want to tell a story.Are you ready?Maybe you should rest.Sleep.Nothing wrong becoming pa..
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Stop for a moment, and then start again.Know the feeling?Never good enough.Sure, each one is different, but they are not it.Every time, you see the ne..
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Sometimes you have to go back. Stop and study.Spur of the moment choices? Many not so simple.The path was already chose.Now, do you accept, or would y..
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Pulse rate around 135.No worries, just a momentary shift.I know, not something to be complacent about, but look at this way.Amazing what you see.
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Really? You have to make a choice?Most would have went with simple human courtesy.Pet the flipping dog,
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Just take a moment. Bit of a pause.Think.Every word has some end result.Be careful what you plant.
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