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Everywhere
Pass the light / Passing love / Send it over,
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Apr 12, 2011
Form of a Thought
individual thought, / forced in evenly spaced rows. / told everyday
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Jul 18, 2011
imperfect symmetry
stop by my window, / pass through my door. / let your song flow,
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Jul 18, 2011
My Promise
I walk in the sand, / Humming a song of my once-favorite band. / I see far ahead
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May 29, 2011
Night Storm (Short Story Intro)
Thunder and lightening but no rain today. Stormy on one half of the sky, grey with hints of purple and brown. Lightning streaking through it, more yellow than I've ever seen before. Thunder seeming to shake the sky and rumble the low hanging clouds that form a cove. The other side of the sky, the other day so to speak, is most beautiful. An orange setting sun lights up the horizon to a beautiful glow. Floating wisps of clouds dance in the sky, white, turning pink as the sun goes to sleep. A rainbow centers the worlds, pulls them together. A rainbow traveling to depths seen never before. Depths seen only by the wandering unicorns on mushroom trails in the sky. I knew this crazy 110 heat meant something was coming. Something to twist the world open, to begin exploration. / Between storm and setting sun, along the Rainbow Lane, you might happen across a fairy maiden or water nymph. Veer right you'll find the forest, a hauntingly beautiful deep, bright green, accented in every corner by berry hues. Float down Waterfall Pass into the lake of the mermen, the most lustrous mermaiden, and the forever awed Water Monster. You've one last place to visit, before you join this adventure tale. The town on the left, where civilian like me reside. We have shoe makers, cobblers, stables and schools; manors, mansions, cabins and sheds. We eat, we drink, we're merry and magical. We live in Norvella, and our fantastical adventure begins here.
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Jul 18, 2011
Peace with the Fallen Leaves
if one wish could be granted, / summer months would be it. / what i want back
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Jul 18, 2011
The White Thief
Submit- / to pleasure, / to white,
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Jul 18, 2011
Untitled
Adam and eve are both made of atoms, / Green or blue the ocean's still water, / And black or white we're all made of blood
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Apr 12, 2011
Wonderland
One tastes tiny, / same one tall. / Falling, but I don't fall.
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Jul 18, 2011
You saved me, you should remember me...
You saved me, you should remember me / I found you, but I don’t even know you / I thought I knew you, but then something important disappeared
23
Apr 12, 2011
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