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White Rose
In a world full of people
so lost in the fight
I’ve not met another like you,
who midst all the crowd
stands out in the night…
as the white rose of all that is true.
Saturday 30th March 2024 9:31 pm
Pure Water
A life sustained by water pure,
yet marred by memory of the wine.
Like fragrant waft of soft allure
diminished not by hands of time.
Forever clear the water streams,
yet never ends the draw to wine.
Forever helpless so all seems
to purge the memory from my mind.
Though water's healing - ever constant,
soft and clean and unaware
how often it hath quenched my ...
Monday 11th March 2024 5:49 pm
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