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Oceans blue and waters deep;
adventure hides while i seek.
Vast clean space that doesn't age-
Yet, ever changing as a wave.
The world is out for me to find,
full of nature’s undefined.
The world, she calls and beckons me-
persuading me gently out to sea.
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A crescent moon in mellow skies-
My heart, she beats for you.
Just as the ocean wanes her tide,
The moon is fading too.
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Before you go I’ve one more task;
Once more you now must do.
Look to me past oceans, vast—
And say you’ll miss me too..
- you’re already gone and fading away. I never had you to begin with. Bright as the moon but as far as the horizon line, tell me you want me
A crescent moon in mellow skies
My heart, she beats for you
Just as the ocean wanes her tide
The moon is fading too
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Before you go I’ve one more task
Once more you must now do
Look to me past oceans vast
And say you’ll miss me too
- you’re already gone and fading away. I never had you to begin with. Bright as the moon but as far as the horizon line, tell me you want me.
I saw you in the darkness
In the silent space, you were
Surrounded yet alone as a
Luminescent blur
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A lamp which glowed before me
I was startled, yet in awe.
For the light that you were casting
Glimmered brightly without flaw
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And as I reached my hand to you
I discovered you were far
Although you seem so near to me
You’re only but a star
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I’ll dream of you my northern star
My distant, stellar guide.
For even in the morning sun
You’re brighter than the sky
The longing for something/someone you cannot reach.
Seated at my table,
you’ll find me, myself, and I
All three different versions talk
yet do not bat an eye
You must be invited here
it’s not an open door
And if nothing is brought with you,
your feet may hit the floor
You see, here at my table
are the l ones that I let in
It’s few and far between
but sometimes they may sit
And when you’re at my table there
must be something to present
Or else the clock is ticking
and your time will all be spent
It’s always been myself here,
some have eaten some have stayed
Some have packed their food to go
And left me there unpaid
But if you’d care to join me
At my table you may eat
Be sure you have your wallet
Or you will not have a seat
This poem is a story about who i allow into my life. There are so many people we come in contact with. Friends, family, acquaintances, coworkers, etc.
if you’re like me, you don’t always let these people into your life. And the ones you do allow yourself to be vulnerable with must provide something for you. If they do not present anything more to your life than you already have, but take from it, then those people are not worth having.
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Childhood is like a light
It's glow is always on
One should surely let it shine  
Before it's dim and gone
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Cameron Williams Mar 2018
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Like ashes from a burning sea
Her sandy beaches lay
Shored upon the land it coats
From forceful ocean wave
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And as the tide draw up at dusk
The beach is coaxed within
Until tomorrow she must hide
Til tide retreats again
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