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The garden

The walls of the garden enclose me now, and I am surrounded by the flowers, and enveloped in their scent, and under the blue sky and the sun I stand, and the fragrance it enamours me, and I revel in it as from the Earth to the heavens, and skywards it is sent. And I […]

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The future

In this world, I have seen the future, and we will be amongst the stars, because if we do not destroy the planet, or ourselves, I am sure the sun will oblige, without having to ask, and when it does, we can only hope to be, far away from here, and in our spacecraft, though […]

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The first time

The first time, I saw you, I lost my mind, for you were like an angel, like an angel with your golden locks, blowing in the wind in the summertime, and as you said hello, my heart it leaped what seemed a million miles, and what style you had I thought, that would most likely […]

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The feeling grows

The feeling grows about you, and you are not so good as you claim to be, for you rubbed salt into my wounds when you left me, and you flaunted a new partner in front of me, when I was still in misery, and woe is me and damn you, for you are not so […]

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The falling night

The falling night it is a beauteous sight, a beauteous sight, as the moon and the stars in the heavens alight, yes, it is a wondrous sight, for as the stars and the heavens alight, and the curtain of black is drawn, in such a spectacular way, and of its magic and its glory, how […]

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The end of line

The end of the line, killing time. Separated by a couple of feet, and with a slight paranoia in the mind. COVID-19, separation anxiety, am I separated as much as I should be from humanity? And what a thing it is this separation anxiety, what a thing not to be able to see your friends, […]

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The door

The door, it stands there, but where does it go? Because in its blue it is what it is, but there are no visitors, and it is just a door frame, in front of the mountains amidst the snow, and if you hide a mountain, behind the door, it will always be there, waiting to […]

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The disappeared

I awoke with the sunlight upon the lawn. I awoke with a clear head to find that you had gone. I awoke and I looked, and I looked but you were not there, for you had shuffled off your mortal coil before the dawn, before the dawn, and yes, of course, of course, I was […]

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The day is

The day is, of its indecisive ways, no matter how much I plan, and not enough is accomplished, but the day it does not give a damn, and the night it is a delight, but the day it wearies me, and it rubs me up the wrong way, and does far too frequently not go […]

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The darkness

The darkness has come, and the stars are shining bright, as the mist hangs above the ground, and the time, it nears midnight and so, it is an eerie sight, an unearthly delight, as we walk through the fields, with a torch in hand trying to find the way, and oh, how haunting it is, […]

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