My Poetry
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I care not to dream and fantasise,
I do not want to set myself disappointment,
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The water cascades from the sky in droplets of purity and innocence,
Wind gales, bringing with it the succulent smell of frigidity,
15 lines,
September 21. In Nature, Angst, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts, Life, Dark, Suicide
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Hello seahorse in the sand,
A lone figure by the docks,
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Amid times of trouble and pain,
There is but one escape,
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