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A Requisition For A Hello
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Why We Speak?
why do we speakwhy do we talkhow is it possiblefor us to say our thoughtswhy do we speakeven our mouth and headis full and overflowingyet drained and dry and roughare we just speakingbecause we wanted to conveya message of sorrow and agonywords of emotions and paindo we know the greatnessof speaking, tunes, and soundsor what…
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For The People To Hear
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To Walk In A Bit Of A Platform
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It Was Once
it was once that I was adoredto feel specialbe invited forit was oncethat sunlighthad bestowedmy unwary soulwill it ever repeatthough life brought me beguiled but the fact was deceitit was once for the deedit was once that I’ve to imaginean existence is worth be livin’it was once that love screamsand it was heardnot just a…
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As We Flee From The Place of the Sun
a puddle— jump! bushes filled with flowers of many. in a diverse colorful way was presented. pleasing imagery of bloom and pondered happiness. you smell each of them. you smile. you enjoyed the odor of the fresh smell of flowers and leaves being dampened after a long period of rain. you ignore the beeps and…
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If Rain Could Ever Speak Without Raindrops
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A Monologue of Flowing Waters
darkness is already here, as I walk along an isolated pavement.I keep my hands inside my pocket; the warmth brought by it fulfills the emptiness that lies in my restlessness. where am I? I am lost in a middle of nowhere—a place I do know.where is it? I seek something that will never exist—something that…
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A Tiptoe on a Damp After the Rain
