Feelings I never shared when concealed,
hidden in my mind.
Some of days within much of forlorn,
riddled in beauty of wonder.
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Come what may with each new day,
a blossom in the light of the sun.
Rememberence of yester-days a gone
Look today to leap a handsome one
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When all seem fruitless, a desolate gloom
And you wrecked with bleak despair
When everything seems an unattainable take
and life feels like an impending doom
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In sunbeams as in fervent of flora,
adjoining the brim of a tune.
In clouds a contour of golden openings,
moving with each gust of wind.
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In measuring of a difference,
are perceptions of a persons mind.
The diversity in one's features,
should not distinuish an individual blind.
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Per chance when vanished for words,
and thought's echo a wandering flow.
In wonders 'bout an achievers dream,
hope for sounds in meditation to grow.
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This the beauty, a wonderous design,
Of clouds a threatening storm.
With mountains shaped on rugged terrain,
Waters of waves in disarrayed form.
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A simmering of the blue oceans deep,
blossoming in the glitter of the sun's ray.
Its golden beam a reflection of blinding,
circling the waters at light of day.
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Thread a walk on sandy shores,
this night so all in moonshine rays.
Moving around with uneven steps,
sneak alongside the seas moving sways.
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