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A close friend is silver, a true friend holds heart’s gold; only such friends stay with you, everyone else turns cold; memories carry us forward,
On this night I open myself to that other side of wanderlust… remembering, the moves
In a lifetime of thoughts now lost and on that day where the sands of your time cease to trickle down
the genie’s gift let this body’s lasting resolve an ending worthy
words on a page wane and aimlessly whisper this rekindle glory
“moreover, no public woman resides… but all such abide outside in the… What a vast number of these there… It is a certain fact that there ar… Of them living by prostitution. A…
My life, bleeds into the well of this pen; its point to skin, life’s caustic sin; at loss, this connection,
At dusk today, I saw in the sky my family; my MOTHER the dove, on the left… myself right above, and my FATHER THE EAGLE
sight unravels this an afterthought of nature in an opened book
Life’s pendulums once strongly swu… released each soul to fate to its chagrin time’s Ides did sen… chills subdue as memory relates intense, the anguish of such retur…
One life’s proof, that it exists, basks purely in the thoughts; that breath, and love, and happine… evolve from the realizations, that an individual truly, and comp…
Incidental thoughts, casual though… in ideals both lost and won; irrevocably slip, and ideas grasped quickly do subsi… instances play upon things placed,
lust, an elusive find, often not of heart, but mind; upon sweets touched, soft moist lips kiss yearned; that thought to take first,
Political speak, unnaturally born… it reeks of lies; foundations biased, with inhumane… of this, we seek apprise; morally, its tweak of forked tongu…
each thought, on a breath inclined of indecision trails failing embers
