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Who listens to the jester? They remember the jokes, and often repeat them.The words are light. Nothing to burden the mind.Walking in the court, spinni..
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One so painful.Watching, and waiting.Nothing to be done.Inevitable.As the days progress, always the cloud, taking a few rays from the sun.Each moment ..
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Does that do it? I think I covered all the bases.Sorry. No more sports' references. Maybe.Everything can be explained. Most often the method behind th..
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Really?Try to sneak in while I sleep. Disturb my dreams.Did you think I would not notice?Did you think I wasn't expecting you?How many years has it be..
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I recognize the words, but I often have to remember when.Stop for a moment, and recall.Live the scene, creating another dream.Time passed, while still..
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You have to love the possibilities of social media.A friend request leading to an eye opener. Glimpse given with a blinder, self-censored by experienc..
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Does not need to be...Shoved in a face....Forced to be noticed....An image, a few words, a glimpse of a thought.A glimpse of a feeling, quietly leavin..
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Pristine with a chill. Beauty in the cold.Warmth brings a tear from the eye, smile sags into sadness.
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It is a good thing. Isn't it?The steady pain in my chest, barely noticeable.The tingling in my arm, not even in my shoulder anymore.So, nothing to wo..
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I know, you were not listening, and now I understand why.So, instead of complaining, simply will continue.Painting for the silence,while writing for t..
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