designs that make more sense.
Using them in beautiful landscapes of scenic,
artistic, calculated formulas, and saved for
special additions to a book of poems.
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Silently sitting, brooding within, thinking of the past a
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Quietly keeping to myself, hiding away from life,
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People of all persuasions sitting at tables, filled with inherent abilities, touching one another’s hearts through musical etudes.
closely to minds filled with their grief.Slowly unfolding, opening eyes of individual’s minds sothey may see they are never alone.Closing doors, lighting candles, sending prayers toheaven for those who are isolated, afraid, into them-selves, interiorly bereft of companionship.A family of unity, everyone on our planet in one way or another, is connected soul to soul…
Rocking to rhythms, taking them in stride,
sliding down the slopes of mountainous ledges.Turning into a paradise of extravagant ideas,placing hand-held spectacles into the bottomlessprisms of today’s novel ideations, as they circlethe earth