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Upon A Hill
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Upon A Hill |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
dreams are constant frailties in the mass confusion of breathing in the days lost seconds you want to grasp, the thoughts of rythem that spin upon your eyes and fall deeply between your lips, half hearted laughter gains control of the wisdom in the concrete steping lightly away from next years tragedies, only once in a sigh, could you find grace crying to the sun whispering your name, time to go home. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Michael, this tender bit somehow slipped by everyone...  |
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ULookSoPrecious Junior Member
since 2002-06-03
Posts 16NC, U.S.A. |
I like this alot. Especially: "Dreams are constant frailties" Very nice.  "Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands." -ee cummings |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, I'm so happy Karilea found this and returned this to the top or I would have missed this forever, yes, I think many of us can relate to the thoughts of dreams and think they are lovely, but we also realize that it is time to go home too! (sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
could you find grace crying to the sun whispering your name, time to go home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Michael, this is exquisite! ~hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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