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 Feb 9 owls at dawn
Niloo
A lost kindred spirit…
Did you lose your way?
Guided by the moonlight,
Did you find your way
In the darkest midnight?

Pause—where have you been?
How have you been?
Did you find what you were looking for
Breathe your sins
Into my soul,
And be unafraid,
Because forgiveness -
From me to you,
Is inevitable -
And would undoubtedly prevail.
 Feb 9 owls at dawn
L
Once a month at least
sometimes more but never less
I go through his trash
And I find little pieces of paper, cuttings and hearts
pages with drafts of heartfelt love letters

It makes me wonder what goes through his mind when he's doing it,
does her trash also show all the hidden work
all the poetry just not good enough to show
how much she loves him?
Just wondering you know
 Feb 7 owls at dawn
Liana
Thank you darkness,
For you have made it possible
To see the stars and moon
In the sky

Thank you darkness,
For without you
I would not have been able
To imagine the light
at the end of the tunnel
And so,
I would have no reason to keep walking towards it

Thank you darkness,
For you keep everyone
"In the dark"
And I wouldn't have it any other way
Because if we knew the future
There would be no point in having it
One of the best things, though misunderstood
 Feb 7 owls at dawn
Nemusa
Calla lilies bloom,  

white snow on a black canvas,  

grace in shadows' hold.
People see us everywhere
Me and my lady friend
We don’t really care
With our feet
We walk the streets
Ramble amble everyday
It’s always been our
Quirky way,
People we meet and greet
Are sometimes nice
And sometimes rude,
Sometimes they wish
They were like
us
Walking with out
A care in
the ****.
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