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 Dec 2022 rose hopkins
Shaylie
What do you say,
Till tomorrow in Paris,
But tomorrow never comes,
Grammar lessons were wrong,
Not ever sentence has a period,
Some people are like songs,
They are here,
We enjoy them,
We try to interpret,
It ends the same way every time,
They don’t continue on and on,

I will miss you my friend.
I defy any musician to write a score more beautiful-
than the laughter of a child ....
Copyright December 30 , 2022 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Dec 2022 rose hopkins
JDK
Purgatory
 Dec 2022 rose hopkins
JDK
There's a difference between being with someone, and loving someone.

There's a difference between having a place to sleep at night, and having a home.

There's a difference between being lonely,
and being alone.
Just between things rn.
 Dec 2022 rose hopkins
Khoisan
Love letters of a different kind,
I
read you and you read mine
maybe? we haven't
posted for quite a while,
your mind
strikes thunder
my heart mints your words
like
soulmates
even
lovebirds,
for all our fears
there
is
a
reason
winter, spring, summer, or fall
they
are
all
seasons
family blocks,
trees, not treason,
one of us two of an eye.
we are all.,
Free
l❤ve
believers.
growling in my stomach
larger than a lion
that ties in everything I do

brighter than a flame burning
turning light onto the shadows
flinging pens as if they're arrows

on the marks of men
that left footprints on my hide
the stain has spread and dried

a song I’ll sing till I die
and none can silence me
I’m a worker bee
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