Louis Cecile Poems

I wake up and see her

Nonchalantly viewing her beauty
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Going backwards

In the opposite direction
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A meaning of life

The eternal search
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Spiral into a stream

The barometer of self esteem
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I replay to remember

A gift of joy that also brings sorrow
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On the Astral field from above

I gaze with a stare mimicked across the boundary
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Do you know who I am

Laid to rest is the forgotten man
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I am replaceable as a glass vase

If it shatters would it matter
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Free as a boy playing by a well

Danger and excitement to him it is joy
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We mainly realize it when were alone with it

Everyday it remains atmospheric
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