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She’s not one to complain
She won’t let anger grow
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Cold winds coming from the backyard,
the sun warms it all up
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Sing for the voice that is yours,
No other sound will ring as true.
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Lips forming around,
Uneating unnumbered words;
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You were a stranger, but not for long
They left me alone with you
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I came to this world with innocent cries
carrying me home to this giant new place
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He stands alone and obscure,
Looking for his lost mate,
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It begins when the leaves turn golden brown,
When the trees start to weep in the coming cold...
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The sanded beaches of life have turned silent
in the rain of scattered glass of my broken tears.
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Upon the barren wastelands of true love
the black sun rises to another endless dawn.
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I'd never seen this clear internal light
in faces seen so frequently before
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Cool winds pass through the dull street-light,
dancing with the debris of day,
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The lightning gave fire to my soul, / rolling thunder called my name; / my heart delighted in forgiveness. / Peace became the breath of my
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Hush in the belly of forsaken beasts / still roaming in the deserted silence, / tell no tales of the midnight feasts / to hold on to the lifelong guidance. / Still roaming in the echoing silence, / my shredded
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At midnight dawn I close my eyes / to dream a dream of an old tale, / yet resting underneath these skies / still remaining the very same. / To dream a dream of an old tale, / it begun late in the passing noon.
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The woman he kept in his deeper needs / the mark of his world, beauty unto his eyes / grown in his thoughts as ripened seeds / in gentle wa
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The leaf is colorful at its own / Twig attached at the strong branch / But the wind blows only to the leaf alone / The tree sways at the fa
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Feminine Control / Pantoum
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Can the world see? / Can the world hear? / Is the world free? / Does the world fear? / Can the world hear? / Is the world real? / Does the
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While contemplating in the sun / I saw a vision quite surreal / of man and beast becoming one / which words alone cannot reveal. / / I saw a vision quite surreal / my patience spent, my mind ablaze / which word
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/ Touched at her essence my love comes to me / Lost in the moment spiritually / Love all around me I feel her presence / My love comes to
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Pantoum with internal rhyme
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My love for her will triumph in the end When all confusion claims the atmosphere
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My teacher, my mentor, I love him so
Without him my music would not be the same
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