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It was what many begin to prepare
after the season's end.
Reform away many thoughts
from the evening's charms within.
...

It is somewhat reflected
a man's emptiness
being his heart...
left unattended is as changeable as weather
...

Feelings will flow,
along a riverbank into a flow...
against rocks and others.
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My Valentine has a lamp about and around her
She tells me an aura of atmosphere of kindness she found
That's when I reach across the table and grab her hand
'you see this grip', I said, 'It's able'
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The essential nature of a home is walking
abandoning... no fault of their own
creeping with its caskets
wondering what happen.
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A ramification...
of absolute temperature.
The boiling point of water,
circulating what's hers.
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My father express his love in an inch.
My mother overflowed her boundary.
I'm sorry my son, said she...
I did you wrong.
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If by the time comes into an authentic moment,
as true into the sight,
the breaking into dawn,
a comforting cadence of thoughts...
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I remember you...
standing amidst in the procession of Kindness.
Given favor by the assurance of Love once wrote...
that long suffering and kind, never broke.
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Something they mention about you
in the scattered memories.
I pretended not to know.
I don't know, I said
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Now at last...
I found the challenge at best.
Making my living moments cast down,
along the discomfort of disinterest,
...

I walk and then sometimes plod.
I can become this no hurry understanding.
Repetitious I've seen in this side of path,
it can be the same in a different moment.
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But curiosity, whence planted?
From such a lovely fragile shade,
in blossom form.
Between frown and smile,
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Beautiful is the likeness
she sees into flowers.
So precious becomes each shade.
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I walk out
of the comfort
of man
Outside November cold night
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She lean on tied hands
at the shallow end of the day.

Her eyes at glare, contemplating I can.
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Have a walk my dear
I encourage you
Just beyond and into the shade purple
Under my sunset into a yawning moment
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I remember one late afternoon memory
Through the gate
the sound of my steps after me
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Would not it be different
you and I into a walk
Would I hold your hand
Could you into your quiet talk
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I use to drive for miles and miles
under a sunset
under promenading dreams.
Across the pattern of desert life
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'Evening's Charms'

It was what many begin to prepare
after the season's end.
Reform away many thoughts
from the evening's charms within.

In between the glances,
evoking nostalgic sentiment.
Pushing apart at heart...
Winter's changing appointment.
Lifting the eyelid of understanding,
dimly now, but enough to remember...

How secretive by my side
did I make my thoughts come alive.
I could picture the portrait's looks
beautiful life red lips of colors old and new
painted in love...
in still life, a look with a view.
Dancing at length into my arms
into our secrets...
Into evening's charms.

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