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 Apr 2020 eleanor prince
Kathryn
A poem flutters
in my chest with playful eyes,
I reach out my hand.
 Apr 2020 eleanor prince
Pluto
The sorrow we display reflects the sympathy we have, and reflects the shattered vision of a world we will yet have. Our despair is the inverted image of our nobility.
 Mar 2020 eleanor prince
Elena
Truth
 Mar 2020 eleanor prince
Elena
Truth was a breath
of cold November air
Escaping from her soft lips
Truth was warm
a breath of purpose
A spoken word
Tasting sweet nuance
A fresh, crisp blow
of season's new flair
Something so subtle
yet undoubtedly alive.
everyone
wants to play house
until they have
to pay a mortgage

everyone
wants to be loved
until they learn
they have to love back

everyone
wants to get promoted
until they find
their responsibility grows

everyone
wants everyone to be
real and genuine
but that just isn't
reality
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