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Aurelia Jul 2017
This is my cave
Where I don't care
Where I don't need to try
Where I am not required
It's silent and peaceful
With ocean right affront
Where I sit and the water escapes from the ocean
And comes accompany me
This is my cave where it's warm and rough
But clean and open
The butterflies have made their home with me
This my cave and it's beautiful
  Jun 2017 Aurelia
Cancer
As soon as the sun rise,
I open my eyes,
I wake up from all the lies.
Open my doors and my screen,
To the world that is now not so green,
This is all how it shouldn't have been!
But, I've got a life to live,
Go out, do something new,
I know, the world would go bad, I always knew.
But am I really good enough to even care?
It isn't only me, it is something we all share,
It is us, who'll destroy this Pearl, one day it'll tear.
And then, we won't be able to fix it,
It'll be dying bit by bit,
Whilst all we do is fold our legs and sit.
But hey, there is still hope,
We are humans, we need to cope,
We could still fix it, but nope!
We are waiting for that other guy,
They will take care of it, instead we'll just pass by,
But Y'know this is stupid, why?
Because the other guy also waits and thinks the same,
If this goes on the world will be just a game,
And then the pearl will die, such a shame,
But for this game we could clear the level and win, so don't be lame,
C'mon, don't be selfish like I was, someone with no name.
Don't make this world into a zoo,
Now, tie the lace of your shoe,
I was a loser, but are you one too?
  Jun 2017 Aurelia
Paul Jones
The lightness of your     spirit bounces by,
like a binding ether      joining all the dots.
11:50 - 10/06/17
State of mind: joy.

Thoughts: from thinking - about the free spirit, the joyful weightlessness and emptiness, the space inbetween, holding all matter together.

Questions: none.
  Jun 2017 Aurelia
Cné
May dreams attend
The Sandman's watch
with happiness and bliss
And may those dreams be soothing
as the lightest fairy's kiss.

May evil tidings yet abide
in cells you've buried deep.  
Let not the rumors
of their shadows ere
disturb thy sleep.  

Put aside your cares and woes,
and for this night abide,
where azure waves
lap silver shores
and hopes drift
with the tide.  

And so, goodnight.  
I wish thee well
and when you next arise
let nothing stop
thy happiness
beneath the pastel skies.
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