Drops of silver
Dance at my window pane
The world seems
No more the same........
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It's an old love
Love happened When it was meant to Tales of which Bound fragments of time, Glimpses of memories Creating a sweet echo Of that which led to...
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We had been together As birds of a flock We had been close As board to a chalk We had shared As friends in deed We had been comp... -
Starting to feel the roots of my existence I start off on the path untrodden wandering away from homely spirits I let my being drain... -
The essence of the soft waves Here glides over my feet, The silken sand smoothies Underneath, Walking down stranger shore...
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