#poetry
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October Reds
Fall glistens in with its own natural intrigue….For nature beakons for another cycle of return. We see it clearly as it falls. We feel it gentle as it calls….It’s time. Read more
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Songs of My Heart Remastered
Other nights I left you in my mind as mere fiction. When the dark stain of loneliness filled my soul I thought of other things other than you. Then Suddenly we met and I began to dream again… Now my spirit sings when you enter the inner rooms of my soul and speak. My Heart Read more
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Dark Rooms
It wasn’t long before the whole summer was shining bright and the celestial city began rejoicing in all its radiant beacon of love. ““The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath Read more