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 Jan 2019 Kalyopée
Buried Words
We are completely and utterly alone in this world.
We are born alone,
We survive alone,
We suffer alone,
And we die alone.
And most of all we feel alone.
You are like a glass of absinthe infused in my system.
Just finished one line.
 Jan 2019 Kalyopée
Star BG
The essence of self is to whisper like wind
and climb mountains of words as scribe,
to arrive at destination of yet another poem.

My lights essence is to move
with grace recalling my eternal self
and celebrate life.

The essence of self is to shine like pulsating sun,
that radiates with love sweet love.
Care to join me?
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