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Pacing with present without tense
O what a world we have,
Or the world which have
Us;
Sent some
total population to grave;
How naive
Was I,
not to understand,
It was all a lie;
Said by
The absolute victor,
After his victory was nearby.
We have shortcomings,
And stories that are saddening.
But it never was a reason,
To stop marching;
As if it was a treason.
What if
...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:54 pm
Burning Bridges
Bury the long dead past let bridges burn behind
Bounty what life holds be cherished full in kind
Nothing stays forever in rapid passing of time
There still be choices to relive your lost prime.
At the end somewhere will be a beckoning light
Ridding built up solitude to future shining bright
Saturday 25th August 2018 7:21 am
Callow Heart
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Once, so many years ago,
such a distant place and clime;
moments of thought and life were shared,
each move in perfect time.
Words in unison, hearts pulsed,
so intimate each gesture;
each expression fears repulsed,
companions of great measure.
Now it seems we're worlds apart;
nothing more in common share.
The last desired thing to start,
last threads ...
Sunday 20th March 2011 8:45 am
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