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Drag myself from a stagnant pond, words repeated, words of another barely disguised.Find a new story to tell, leaving behind those before.No veiled st..
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Yes, I have made a few.Sometimes, words slip away, before you think of the message.No excuse, because the message was already there.Words waiting for ..
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Tell myself to relax. Not going to help, but I will take a breath.Another disabling injury averted. Closer each time.Panic in the eyes, added to the c..
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Here.With the chance to use a few more words, maybe a bit.Common site, no way in hell.This will seem like an attempt at prose, and simply be ignored o..
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They all are different, but for me they sound the same.Depending on the time of year,each shares an age.Some, the leaves change, showing the process o..
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Is that word still in use?I may share moments, but I will decide who reads them.Do I think they are images unseen? Doubtful.I feel they are moments to..
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The words are simple. So why mature?Something not to rush.Fingers able to make the sound of a cricket, rubbed together with a bit of pressure.Trace ac..
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Let's be honest.Sometimes, you just know.Not a good idea.Others hit you later. "Why did I do that?'One to be corrected, and maybe learned from.Then, t..
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Shifting.Quietly, not to be noticed.Each a chance. A chance to share another glimpse.Not of self.Well, maybe.It is my view.
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Yes, I did experience certain times, timing not by choice.Yes, I visited the Wall, and visited the other side.I wasn't there when they tore it down...
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