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Beyond The Gone Crowd
Beyond The Gone Crowd
There is a blind that cares for me,
A blind that rolls in the morn and then again, evening,
The colour, no consequence, no form or
Importance as, when rolled either up, or down,
Colour changes shape and shine, shadow
Within the room where cherubs once sang, and laughed.
Every morn the roll lifts itself a hope
Of life outside be...
Friday 6th December 2019 9:44 pm
Above The Fluttering Butterfly
Above The Fluttering Butterfly
Today I saw you again,
We spent time in haste and silent tears,
Believing in only faults declared by others,
Today the time was brief, as if the first
Stage of a future king, a future queen.
I know the sorrow you live,
For there is my presence, right there
Upon your intuition, right there where
The glance is t...
Thursday 5th December 2019 6:09 pm
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