nakdthoughts
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since 10-29-2000
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Between the Lines
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46 posted 07-09-2009 08:59 AM
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The Noise of Life
Each night before the dance of moon, she rights her thoughts to only one, awaiting voiced what need be heard.
Though dark that blinds may come too soon, her dreams appear before its done till sleep arrives, again transferred
Into a stage of hold, his tune protects her from each day's begun, when noise of life becomes the blurred
That endless flow, each year in June when age continues on its run, emotions wishing, wants deterred...
To fill the heart with silence of: Embrace the new, and feel one's love.
M
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