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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Beautiful mirage, compassion, we all stir with Our comforter perplexed with impressions Shall we hear its voice, waning courage For our attention, salvation speaks apertures of praise Be our possessions, come what may Bubbling forth internal digestions Matchless influence, animating our thoughts Perhaps our nuptial feast with camaraderie flowing forth We are, after all, out of humanity’s speech Conveying our joys, sorrows, to others we feed. Have you seen the bird with a crippled wing? Can we give it some cordial endearing ease Friendship, love, beyond ourselves Captured thoughts, on the wings of a dove Treasured unto our poorly lives…. And our beautiful delusions, which with age Shall cease to be an impartial plain More so, a space that perhaps will gaze or.... Reside…by our own transitions multiplied By what we reflect and how we abide…….. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
a beautiful write,, enjoyed the read... A voice of honesty |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
"Have you seen the bird with a crippled wing? Can we give it some cordial endearing ease Friendship, love, beyond ourselves Captured thoughts, on the wings of a dove Treasured unto our poorly lives…." A beautiful write, I must've missed it along the way. I enjoyed this a lot... |
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