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It's raining. I can feel the cold. Swinging on my lonely swingset, at a lonely park.It's quiet. Not even the sound of cars break through this impenatr..
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Mesmerizing, sensuous, hypnotic, slumbrous.Heat bathes my face as my avid eyes are held captive-A glowing fortress of embers, flaming red orange.Seeki..
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Here we are, together again, at last our joyous reunion.I see you, and you see me.When we are together it seems we exist outsideThe fabric of time, fl..
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embrace the dark...for although light is pure...a shade- a merebreath upon the realityof everthing...whereas darkness is all colors...
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A swathe of endless midnight blue silk...Silhouettes of trees border its infinite timelessness.So eternal, I feel small as the chill of the night air ..
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Fire. Burning. Charred up dead.Trajic, endless trails of red.Beauty, fearless, by the load.Welcome friends, to my abode.Giant wings to take to sky.Shr..
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rememberremember Them?remember how you feared the darkwaiting for their usual appearencethe nightly specters who haunt your roomremember crying then n..
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I run and run, gleefully leaping through the trees.I know you could catch me anytime you wanted...Yet, you like to play. Twisting through the winding ..
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You're restless. Sweat trickles down your back as you seek oblivion. You're all alone for miles around, so you sleep naked. You get up and go outside...
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Ahhh, my sweetling, I remember so young,The sweetness of youth, still warm on my tongue.There was a young man, as surely there always will be,We loved..
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