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I laid down on the grassy terrain
that encompassed the observatory...
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Seedlings waft, like Seedlings do
a morning dawn becomes a faceless...
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Innocently pure
Such love with no description...
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The last few weeks haven’t been light
Feeling down, unable to write...
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Where are you now? (A poem about Dementia)
I’ve tried to find out where you go, when you...
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Do you ever feel like
you are just going...
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No lamp will ever
house a genie, even so...
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Words fall from my
mouth much like...
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+ R.I.P...
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Siberia whispered a frosty kiss...
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There was silence in a darkened, still
the calmer I became the more anxiety screamed...
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My soul became wanted the day I was born.
It's been a long journey to understand the meaning...