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Where Love Resides 0

Where Love Resides

Love are these crushed blossoms that I hiked up and down the Montmartre steps to bring to you just because I knew you’d like them And I dream that you will clasp them in...

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Dreams (II)

In my dreams I search for the perfect place. Solitary, bright peaceful and vibrant. In my dreams there are many endless roads from which I can see prospective comfort. In my dreams I know...

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Untitled (I)

Butterflies? More like a school of sardines swarmed by dolphins. Swirling, churning the water. Rolling into a tight, anxious sphere. Hoping to escape the certainty of being devoured.

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Waves

Maya Angelou said that being American means being white and everyone else has to hyphenate But what about those who hyphenate their lives in order to come together as a single unit Without titles...