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Each phrase stolen from a momentA passing scene turns into a lineArguments in passing subject matterSeconds in life writer's dream
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I know. Sounds like an excuse.It is the truth.A commentary becomes a phrase. Feels like a distraction.Takes away from the poet.Excuse my silence. Bask..
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I have your attention.You took me from my family, and while telling tales, never could I hear the one I wanted most.Those chains bind us.While teachin..
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Simple questions may lead to answers. Some short, and just not to spoil the story, vague.Explanations may take time, and drain energy.How can you resi..
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I was ready to rant.Didn't have the energy,Hit's me.Who else?So many, going day to day. without anyone to notice never stopsStill, often in silence go..
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I have waited this long.Now, when you are old and tired.You have taught me to tell a tale.Now let me tell you.Remember the boy who found an image from..
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Not only do I have to write, I have to promote.Spend my time, when I could be soaring in the heavens, music playing. Maybe B.B. King, but with Keith M..
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My audience.A chance to make you dream.Focus on what you ignore.I could give examples, but why?See you in your dreams.
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Child by a stream.Feeling deprived, and neglected.Notices a large stone, barely showing above the surface, resting in the middle of the stream.Takes ..
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Words upon the page. Soul hiding in the margin.Imagined stories, mere hints of journeys.Capture a mind, with a simple phrase.A pause.Only for a moment..
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