rose taylor Poems

Lonely at night
I sit by the window
and hear the wind cry.
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I dream for a better place.
a place where sky's are blue and forests are green again.
a place where all men are equal and all men are free.
a place where kids can play on the street like if their was no tomorrow.
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love
what is love?
love is many things, so many that they can not be written down
but if you'd ask me what it is
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friendship is something that can't be bought with money
nor gained with money,
at least true friendships can't.
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