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Let it in By Christopher Ross LivingstoneHere I sit in solitude people watching on this wet September day,in a cafe I hear the chatter but I've succum..
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September's Song By Christopher Ross LivingstoneMarking this pasages in these chaptersSeptember this time round is one in solace and solitudeReflectio..
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September By Christopher Ross LivingstoneAs I saunter,drifting but observing.The busrt of that September sun,knowing that we're on the cusp of seasons..
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Sands Of Time By Christopher Ross LivingstoneWalking along the shoreline,the ocean's water vast and greta invite to take solitude.Heart echoes the lov..
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Where I belong By Christopher Ross LivingstoneI am rewrinting this poemWhere I belongFor too long left me with many questionsRather than answersOver t..
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Ebbs and flow By Christopher Ross LivingsotneThe lived experience can fall so hard!Those teachings and lessons follow on,but do we surrender into them..
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Power By Christopher Ross LivingstonePower isn't seen,nor is it felt, but it is there.You have it,I have itWe all do.Unknowingly we often use itBut th..
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Calling me to nature By Christopher Ross LivingstoneSensations are calling,walking as I experience the day by day.Something is telling me a change is ..
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Lost By Christopher Ross LivingstoneLike a sweeping force,loss takes to your gut.A loss of your maternal,changes everyting.I have been drifting.betwee..
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Sun and moon By Christopher Ross LivingstoneTo the moon and back,a mother's love had no conditions.The sun and the moon,a story often never told.I fee..
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