Reflections dancing in windows and mirrors, placed
inconspicuously in different atmospheres throughout
endless times of eternal ages.
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Reining in emotions, not letting someone's words capture my
imagination, knowing that it's wrong to think of any particle
of it.
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Shadows of rhythms are now playing in mind, feeling
syncopation in rhymes of an energizing desire that I
wish to deny, because it will not suit me in the long
run.
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In a crowded waiting room at the doctors',
sitting and writing out in the open.
Yet being totally invisible, enjoying myself
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Tender thoughts diligently being touched by senses of
intellect, softly, gently, not disturbing their essence
as they sit silently in corners of a mind.
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Straightly moving forward into a future of believable fortune
coming into fruition.
A lively consideration for the utmost behavior of another
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Ringing through lifelines of another time, hoping to be saved,
so life will continue it's solo journey.
Quietly reminiscing in patches of another place, put together
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Listening to melodies that fill me with joy, bouncing life
along merry rhythms, taking me into a land of imagination
and a future fortune.
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Listening to somber tones of intense sadness as it spreads
throughout me, wallowing in it's salted taste, being buried
in it's tremendous oceans of tears from many years of silent
crying.
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Heroes of life live amongst us, although at the time we know
nothing of them.
Major disasters strike America, calling forth certain people
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