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Did you just say that?You have gotten better, but did you forget?You had them cut the rings off her fingers, before anyone else could get there.Memori..
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Song of sorrow, one of anger, another of regret.Each is one to be heard, but with one request.Sing the story, and open your soul.Show the emotion behi..
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The note which catches my eye, is the vibration when I am awake.My web has been spun far, and I ignore areas, only because I travel.Random rhythms, mi..
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No one else is listening, and I know you want to learn.Only give a glimmer of the pain, otherwise, they will not return.A shadow in the midst of happi..
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Yes, I hit a hundred years, and was still a bit energetic.Honestly, nothing against Ohio, but Toledo? I've been in Diego for at least a couple of deca..
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The song will echo.Response will take time, even if it is one of silence.
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Stop, and pause.Savor the moment. Catching another's time.No reason to intrude, merely watch.Enjoying the second.
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Yes, I know it will seem like a caress.Fingers will linger on your closed eyes, trace along on your earlobes, pause across your lips.I thank you for y..
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This is beautiful. Taking your first steps, expressing your ideals, and stopping to wonder.I can only push you along, hoping to see you fly!
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To bring forth a smile, a momentary lift of the spirit.Reminder of a forgotten memory, or a vision of one yet to happen.So many need this, and the eff..
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