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The whisper of wind merged with breath
empowering as I gazed upon rising sun.

Reds, Blues Oranges
filled eyes traveling to grateful heart.

Accents of Pinks, and purples traveled
behind birds wings gracefully.

The whisper bonded with heartbeat
as excitement for new day
balanced with dreams.

Indeed it was the perfect way to start day
and move inside miracles and magic.
Inspired by TSPoetry a gifted poet I am grateful for. Check him out. Thanks TS
broken pieces
frozen in time
looking for purpose of their own lives
Trying to get
over someone
you never had?

Yeah,
that's the worst
kind of struggle.

B.K.
Some sort of heaven
     These people, this land
Some sort of heaven
     Your hand in my hand.x
condensation
fermenting on my lips
while they shrivel
at the memories
the cold months bring
late night
again with this vibe
and feel the inner tension rise
my own demise
written in the sands of time
of what we were
lets go back
journey through guilt
its almost as if i feel a tilt
maybe acknowledge what i did
but you forgave you say
but i'll never forgive
so now my mirrors covered
and here i lay
thinking
its late night
i deserve to feel this vibe
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