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I sought truth,
pure white,
only to face,
a black lie.

"Why not believe?"
you said.

How can I
when you painted
everything grey?
A lil conversation between 'me' and 'my destiny.'

never knew that losing someone I love, could make me doubt my own existence.
funny, isn't it?
over snow fields
chimney smoke versus clouds
                         racing shadows
haiku inspired
[original notes from 02/25

shadows of clouds move over snow
versus the shadows of smoke from
an institute chimney]
I hear your voice whisper in my room
As the wind kisses me goodbye.
I still tell the moon about you,
And always swear you'll be mine.

I met you again just to lose—
Like the gods are playing a joke.
Am I their jester, born to amuse?
It's not your fault, darling... I'm just broke.
T
Hush now, my dear, and close your eyes,
The moon is drifting through the skies.
The stars are singing soft and sweet,
A lullaby where dreams will meet.

The ocean hums a gentle song,
Its waves will carry you along.
The silver fish, with tails aglow,
Swim through the night, where soft winds blow.

The clouds are pillows in the sky,
They’ll catch your dreams as they float by.
The winds will rock the trees to sleep,
And whisper secrets soft and deep.

The fireflies blink their tiny lights,
Guiding you through peaceful nights.
The world is calm, the world is still,
With every breeze, your heart grows chill.

Rest now, my love, the night is near,
The stars will hold you close and dear.
With every breath, the world turns slow,
As dreams of magic gently flow.

In fields of lavender, soft and wide,
Where sleepy rivers softly glide,
The moon will guide you through the dark,
And leave a kiss upon your heart.

Hush now, my dear, the night is long,
The stars will carry you along.
In the quiet arms of night’s embrace,
Sleep until the morning’s grace.

- Sun
Beneath the stars, the world is calm and still,
A quiet breath that whispers through the night.
The moonlight casts a glow on every hill,
As dreams take flight beneath its silver light.

The winds, they speak in soft and gentle tones,
And dance with leaves that flutter through the air.
In sleep’s embrace, the weary heart atones,
To rest in peace, free from all earthly care.

The dawn will rise, but now the night is here,
A time for dreams to whisper soft and low.
With every breath, the dark is drawing near,
And all is calm, as stars begin to glow.

So close your eyes and let the world drift by,
For dreams are waiting where the shadows lie.
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