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A flood of colorslow andsoundless-gently awakensthe peaceful sleepofthe still butvitalliving beingsbreathing softlybeneath the blanketingsky-giving ho..
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A sparrow sits and singsto belong,oblivion giving allowanceto her song.A branch,so still,stiffens more when the windshakes itsthin build.The world aro..
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Look upabove the horizon,and the place you were stuck.Look upbeyond the branches just level with your gazebring it higher,where the bird sits atop.Loo..
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Welcome, pain-I see you came to ourcostume party asdesire-what admirable attire!A flowing gown of wit and charm-complete withreciprocal advancesadorni..
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It's storming again, I can see it.Inside, beneath your humor, your pride-rage and despair saturate the air.Cracked surfaces on your facadeshow it clea..
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There's a space
deep in my brain
that's designed to collect and
obtain
potent words and phrases,
so powerful, they
obliterate and inflame
re..
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Adventure.
Most use the word in a positive light,
free from fright.
Awhile back it used to sit with me okay
then there was a period where I said, ..
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Rhythmic thumps that
give the illusion
of safety;
A beating heart
surrounded by
a million other beating hearts
in tin cans.
Pavement,
glass a..
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Leave me alone,
let me be.
Take your needs
and
flee.
I want none of your want.
I want none of your heart.
You pretend.
You bend truths.
Y..
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You have some things
that belong to me...
My thoughts for starters, popping to the surface
each and every day,
heading your way
without delay..
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