The wealth of personality
The quiet inner voice of assurance
The clarity that leads us
How steep was the mountain
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My father my joy
The gifts you gave
Thankyou
In my dreams
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Blind stroms break inside her head
Her bed they make histerical red
Emotions such a burden
Aches for hush and truce
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Time is a river that flows endlessly.
A life is a wisper
A kiss in a dream
Shadows dance behind the fire light
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I ache like a blank page
Empty ink
I write on a blank page
Pictures of you created by the miniute
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Jackie
His beauty lays before him
Time night and day
Blends before him
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