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Often in my life I find myself in a warm corner Linking words to the feelings Producing emotions Funneling through me. Uncomplicated to simplify 'What is,... is' Yet far more adventurous to plot A fairytale of what if's ... Why would it be anything , but the warmest aroma of Hot Chocolate Or slight scent of a Vanilla Pod To establish a setting of the smallest events that have change your life in a second Only to be continued with the thrill of turbulence introduced Perhaps our existence is merely just a story A story of Time Tangible Intimacy Meandering Eternally DK July 2014
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC
Often and again
Often in my life I find myself in a warm corner Linking words to the feelings Producing emotions Funneling through me. Uncomplicated to simplify 'What is,... is' Yet far more adventurous to plot A fairytale of what if's ... Why would it be anything , but the warmest aroma of Hot Chocolate Or slight scent of a Vanilla Pod To establish a setting of the smallest events that have change your life in a second Only to be continued with the thrill of turbulence introduced Perhaps our existence is merely just a story A story of Time Tangible Intimacy Meandering Eternally DK July 2014
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC
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