I am nobody, a poor man she sees every day.

Because these words were never easier for me to say.

On a warm June day in 2012.

Now you're here, and you don't know why!
In my dreams...
Please stay!

Every second of every day.
That you'll always get your way.

I was born so far away under the wrong sky in the wrong time.
Soon we two are standing still in time

In my dreams every night.
And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight...

A party every day.
But you can bet ... you got something to say!

Every second of every day.
That you'll always get your way.

I was born so far away, under the wrong sky in the wrong time.
Soon we two are standing still in time...

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Beyond this moment, winter approaches.
Dawn is leaving us.
These cold days singing trees dance, listening to wind blow a flute!
Leaves begin to fall and sleep,

Birds wave bye,
Clouds cover the sky.

Everything seems just cold as can be.
I grab a cup of tea.
People are disgusted with the cold.
I wish they would stop with the kicking and screaming!

What I really want.
Is, to go to sleep.

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The bushes sail like small colors.

Small, small princesses calmly lead a clear blue path.

All fields pull colorful wings.

Clouds rise,

I see butterflies!

The adorned mountain winds swiftly flights the field of wings.

Butterflies move like a lively sail.

Life, life, and endurance!

So lovely!

Floating quietly, like a winged angel.

The amazing wings swiftly fly to the blue bush!

Never fight a moon!

Wings travel so far...

Life is to short!

Time for never ending sleep.

Bye Bye Butterflies!

Poet Ron


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I have waited for you love two thousand years. I
Vow to continue to seek,
To the end of time for you love. I will
Live everyday for the both of us and continue to look,
For the heart and soul of the love, I see in my dreams.
You must be in the world of today love!

Please be here in the same time and place love!
Wait for me love.
For I will continue to search for you as you search for
Me in the world of today.

In this world of today. I wish that,
The fates will allow us to find love. If fate says no.Than in the
Next thousand years of
Life if so.


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In this vision though time,
My journey to the past begins,
Beneath the surface of ourselves, my soul rises.

Inside the dream my spirit whispers longing for the past,
In the dream though time the waves cry,
Amongst the shadows of desire.

Sailing on a clipper ship,
Fishing on my trip,
In the midday heat of a tropical sun.

The daily death and birth of the tropical sun.

The sleepy afternoon sun sinks into the Western waves,
The skies on fire with a setting sun,
Blackness of night has come.

Candlelight casts shadows over an ocean of mystery.

Seeing a glow in the sky before sunrise,
A yellow sun skimmed the blue horizon,
The strong morning sun shines on my face.

Sharks endure!
Gulls wave!
Winds blow!

Where is the old reef?
Courage is a warm shore!

Why does the captain wave?
Oh! Island girls wave!

In this dream though time.


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World War II, cold like misty days slaves.

The misty days whale swiftly commands the Korean shrimp.
Why does the whale steal our childhood?

All clouds hide stormy days,
Dark times, Japanese military prostitution.
Never hide a girl.
Lord, this is my destiny!
All my dead days, days without love.

Japanese military prostitution;
Disgust, desolation, and courage!
Endurance is the dark days of comfort women.
The small evil men calmly tortures my soul.
Forty times a day.

Why does the girl endure?

All girls fight cold men, old men and ***.
Wow, hate!
Rough days, stormy days smelly men swiftly torture my rainy days, dark days. Why?

Scared roughly like days without love only prostitution!

Die quietly old men.
Comfort women have faith!

Girls grow!

Why is the Japan as cold as a bronze statue crying in the rain?

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