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B D Caissie Aug 2019
I want to believe in happy endings.
So I live moments like short stories.
B D Caissie Aug 2019
Summer breezes softly on my skin,  thistles swaying gently in the wind.  I close my eyes and slowly breathe it in, it caresses my mind like nothing else can.
B D Caissie Aug 2019
Time and again I open my heart.
Only to have it once again ripped apart.

Time and again wounds have healed.
My scars exposed yet their depth concealed.

Time and again I rise above.
In search of the elusive wings of a dove.
B D Caissie Aug 2019
You cannot find a peaceful destination when the mind forever roams.
B D Caissie Aug 2019
If the ride to heaven was on our halo, we’d all be going to hell.
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