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Writing dreams, and I have to be careful.Nothing wrong with a sad touch,balancing an abundance of joy, but I don't want to go too far.A melancholy dre..
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I will pause for a moment, pose for the picture, than I must jump away.My days seemed done, gulped down by the fish, but he wanted too much.Caught by ..
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Let the fingertips pass, a hair's length away.More of a passing breeze, than a touch.Now, a bit closer.Graze across the neck, enough to raise some goo..
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I just don't know.I draw from experience, and it is only a glimmer, a bare reflection of another.So, I will smile, waiting for what comes, ever playin..
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Write at a frantic pace, sharing your thoughts, beliefs, and deep feelings.Never knowing when you will be unable.Write like each word is the last, and..
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"Too close!"Thank you, little one, nothing to worry about.Only feeling the warmth, moving my fingers through the fire, bringing back the feeling.Now, ..
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I wish I could blame it on one thing. Too much drink, maybe missing a meal.It comes, and goes.I can't explain it. One moment, fingers fly across the k..
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the moment will move by in an instant leaving a fading memorytake my hand sharing this bit of timeone which brings back a glimpse a glimmer of what is..
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Open your eyes,not to the slights, the random acts.Open your eyes, beyond the everyday, your normal fixations.Open your eyes, and think. maybe feel.Op..
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This should not be, never before, and why now?A gentle touch, barely noticed, now leaving trails.
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