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In time, I leave my place... Detaching connection from the base… Pulling away is my norm To defy and not to conform. The 'wind witch’ is on the roll,
You are a swan with grace kissed by moonbeam— Casting your reflection upon a tranquil lake in this glorious summer night.
I want to lunge at it with full force– to rip it apart until there’s nothing left of it– To never lay eyes on it again
Suddenly, once grayish white cloud… turned deeper grey and floated in… Lightnings flashed behind clouds a… accompanied with roaring thunder warning everything below
By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…
It was dark, but comforting in the place where I once was. Looking forward to see the light and maybe breathe the air— I was weightless—
Give it a rest, someone told me se… I replied more than once or twice: I will rest when I’m dead. Do you… I am only here on earth for just a… I will strive to do good deeds to…
Along the dark alleys, Through their constant lies. Among bigots and hypocrites. Knives on his back as they spit On the ground he bellowed from the…
Through your eyes unimaginable truth resides Deep in the ocean floor’s unreachable tides. Lying down deep below,
I packed to Oz late afternoon... in rainbow-colored hot air balloon I said goodbye to nobody... wearing something oh so gaudy! I landed on the Munchkin land...
The “Weeping Willow” tree— in Spring, I’d like to see! Its name may sound so sad, Somehow, it makes me glad! Swaying gracefully on its frame
Checkered pieces of land can be seen from above... million puzzles: pieces in green, red and brown flats, stitched together
I could see the lonesome tree. Under draping branches, I did see… Thou held thy straw hat; and waved it for a halt. Thy sweet whisper in my ear
In its absence we fall apart while retrieval— favorable! Participate—
The crimsoned branches of the plum… stretching out vertically, The pears’ luscious greens flutter… as the breeze tickles the branchin… The grape vine’s sprouting leaves