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"Love is the only force capable of...
-Martin Luther King, Jr...
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They tore my wings like zephyr
-and I; I sat upon that one...
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I watched him walk away
Thought he might return...
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When you write of
- pure silence...
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Death has acquired a place here,
the roses have all turned to dirt...
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Soft
hands...
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Sometimes I prefer
the shady fissures...
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Waist-deep in thought-
myriad tears fall...
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Somber throats choke on virulent words,
Heavy as dust that flutters as fog...
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Quill quivers and quakes
Above the naked parchment...
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Heart drifts along an open road
Uncertain where to go...
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Swift the days pass by my window
Watch robins meet the buds of Spring...