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Beginning
Read more: BeginningA breath into the sails of life Moving human souls Gentle breeze Buffeting wind A gale that rips at the furled canvas
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Joy
Read more: JoyFound in simple spaceswhen lights have dimmed to easeweariness of day from shoulders prone. In the morning beamswhere radiance singsreserving stage for feathered accompaniment notes. Shimmers in the shadowslike the fuzziness of heat,but greats in bells that chime with chirping mirth. Often hid amidwide open spaceblending with a magic you can not trace. Given to…
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Reservoir of Tears
Read more: Reservoir of TearsReservoir of tears aqueduct of word release an angry flood meaning becomes blurred






