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Hmmm...
"Who's that?"
Look.
"Where? Only rocks and sand here. No fun."
Maybe if I smile.
Only for a moment.
Tell me your story.
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Come on now.
No reason to be scared.
We walk along in day to day stories,
waiting for a tale.
Give a smile,
maybe a grin,
chase the..
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keeping the title,
write about something else.
can do better
this is spoken word.
so,
let me tell a tale.
Mrs. Johnson.
By the ti..
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standing in the storm
seem to be the eye
essence of calm
mixed with a hesitant smile
helping hand
with a rueful grin
waiting for a m..
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you see them
and turn away
understand
but disappointed
unknown
and ignored
missed a connection
missed a moment of joy
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Made me pause.
Anger was taking over,
falling into the maelstrom.
then a few chords
A failsafe,
one of diverse focus.
Maybe
so..
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i must dream
one of my own choosing
an image
for a moment to savor
a time of bitter sweet
the hands struggle to complete
penetrate ..
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Let me speak my words,
for awhile I will be quiet.
Finally,
a quiet moment allows relaxation,
even a guarded one.
To heal even one,
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Why not?
Form which was chosen.
Hesitant?
Guess I can go first.
What do I see?
Someone wanting to speak
I see someone unsure.
Won..
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road blinks in and out
solid yellow line wavers
should have been irresponsible
less wound to the soul
try to stay focused
for the other..
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