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Poem: A New Day

A New Day Quietly. Without ever realizing it at first. One day you will discover. Your life has meaning again. It is rich. Not like before. Things will be different. A new version of okay. Never completely full. Nothing fills … Continue reading

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Poetry: A New Day

A New Day Quietly. Without ever realizing it at first. One day you will discover. Your life has meaning again. It is rich. Not like before. Things will be different. A new version of okay. Never completely full. Nothing fills … Continue reading

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Poetry: Love Is Gone

Love Is Gone The sadness lifted The emptiness is gone The first seeds of hope planted Endurance had brought them to life The future was bigger Beams of light beckoning me to smile for tomorrow A thing to cherish once again … Continue reading

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Poetry: The Dead Do Tell Tales

The Dead Do Tell Tales The dead do tell tales. Our beloved dead speak to us in codes. In signs. A flicker of light. A soft whisper in the darkness. They communicate in our dreams. The dead always tell tales. … Continue reading

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Poetry: Young As We Were

Young As We Were Young as we were. Old as I may now be. I still miss you sometimes. We thought being young. Was a luxury. I was left behind. To learn the truth. The true luxury. Lies in growing … Continue reading

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Poetry: The Dead Do Tell Tales

The Dead Do Tell Tales The dead do tell tales. Our beloved dead speak to us in codes. In signs. A flicker of light. A soft whisper in the darkness. They communicate in our dreams. The dead always tell tales. … Continue reading

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Poetry: Girls

Girls The weaker sex The gender known for its compassion Yet the nastiest remarks come from girls? Rumors are spread as easily as breaths are taken. Respond to rumors? Why. That would stoke the coals of gossip. Churn them into … Continue reading

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