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Aimlessly she wandered her eyes were sunken deep
the fantasy had died
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Reflecting back on Spring
a sadness fills my soul
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a myriad of leaves
glide quietly to earth
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Gazing down upon the faithful few
ever studying the vast book of life
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The comfort and warmth of his companionship
a peaceful meshing of two lonely souls
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In the silence of the evening
soft music under starry skies
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Emotion born of loneliness
disguising as the warmth of love
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I thought about the human race
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Emotions running deep and true
promising I would wait for you
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Childhood dreams so pure and joyful
fed my heart and mind each day,
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The darkness intrigued me
as I scurried along
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In the quiet room I lie
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The sadness of the wasted years
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no place to call home
she walked the streets
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counting days as each year passes
swiftly flying, we wonder where
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A lesson from the Masters
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Living amongst the shadows my soul cried out for alleviation.
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When you feel as though all dreams have died
your heart seeps tears and just wants to hide,
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soft sweet music
flooding my heart and mind.
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Slowly traversing across print looking for that perfect poem,
men are sometimes sidetracked
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If only we could go back
to a time not long ago
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the sweet mystery of life,
could it actually exist...
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She is the sweetest of the South
a magnolia with strength of steel,
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just blow and make a wish -
childhood dreams, hopes
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all the poems,
words meant to please
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on waking from a dream
vague images blur.
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Gratitude and honor given
is what we need to show,
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I have seen the bottom of the pit.
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