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You’re like a sad song in the middle of the happiest
  playlist,
I could have made,
the tunes they blend into a symphony
Of sweet Nostalgia,
until your song plays jarringly.
A song that has rendered me to the will
Of a poet’s apex, for the words
they bleed
when one’s soul
wilts.
Entirely
          Speculation
This
               Reticulation
Of
           Earthly
Desires
               Making
Longing looks
        Over
Waters
             Shuddering
Anything
             But what
It was
               Only
Waves
thy will
be done
on earth
as it is in heaven
as it is on earth
the
lord shall
calm the storm
then
i feel safe in his arms
unto
a heart made of gold
Sadly for Saturday
and sadder for me,
no longer young
no more running free,

responsibility
takes a toll
which I am willing to pay.
christmas is for everyone a time to live in peace
time to come together let the troubles cease
time to be forgiving time for being kind
forget about the past leave it all behind.

a special time of year merry and so bright
time for peace on earth to make the world unite.
time to give some love a time for us to share
for us live in peace and show the world we care
Flounder not, little bird
know you that you have wings?
Fly!
Lift those mighty, crooked things
let tension subside
into the joyride of climbing
undulated skies
Let go of things that bind you
and allow yourself to rise, arise!
Albeit in your mind it is as real
as what surrounds you
you are bound to nothing
but that upon which you linger.
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