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I wake,

To Heaven’s tears

Dripping down...

Their gentle potter-patter

Kiss the earth--

God’s promises:

To make,

All things new again;

Right.
I drop a tear,and then another......and the flow begins.
I hold on to my stomach,fingers digging into my things..........I can barely see.
All the hurt eats from the inside.
And ...so I realize........ it's not even the brain,but the heart,that knows where it hurts ......the most.
I held the silence in my chest,
But my heart still beats your name
Even as you step away,
My love for you remains.

If distance writes a quiet song,
I hope it hums of me and you.
I'm not done loving, not just yet,
I still believe in us too.
Heartbreak 💔
My eyes are awake now
I can feel your soul awakened me
Storm clouds are swept away
In my mind your image soothes my soul

You are my light on a dark day
You are near my heart
I can feel your warmth on me

When I awake from dreaming
5is reality sets in motion
I can feel your soul awaken
Dreaming, dreaming

My eyes are open now
Your my light on a dark day
When I lost my way
Your soul helped me
Through the days

I’m awake now
I’m awake now
I’m awake now

Your my light on a dark day
Storm clouds moving away
I’m wide awake now
I am a speck of sand,
on an earth made up of star dust.

I am both nothing,
and something; wonderlust?!
There is something about a library
That gets me thinking,
All those volumes make me fiery.
The mind travels far and wide, linking
Me to places I can hide. Lives lost
In dusty old books,
New lives imagined where there is no cost
But farcical flying carpets high above chinooks.

I cook delicious and dainty treats,
And watch other readers’ faces post euphoria.
I learn how to write a cinematic screenplay that’ll get bums on seats,
Ideas generated a plethora.

A quiet and soulful space,
Libraries help you positively grow.
In here, I can understand the myriad of lace,
And how to safely stitch a satin dress to flow.

In here, I've also fallen asleep,
So tired from overstimulation.
The overseers struggled to rouse from deep,
As these books hastened satisfied adulation.

This is a base
That deserves your attention,
We’ll benefit from reading your next case
Transported to lofty lands by the prose you mention.
It was time (forced) to get a new MacBook, so now I am waiting in the library while all my data transfers…
We were created uniquely,
We prize individuality.
Yet we cheapen it by cloning.
We strive for innovation,
Yet we sell it to China for cheaper.
We dull our senses,
So we don’t miss what really matters.
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