Stefanie Anonymous

Sweet children, I must warn you
That by this time next morn
Something will be lost inside
As something else is born.
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There are things I wish to find
That in death I might see
All the hidden truths of life
Revealed there before me.
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I have tasted the swell of honey on my tongue, I have danced with you through endless fields. I have had many a talk with you throughout the valley, flowers strewn through our hair, and have glided through the breeze made cool by diamond fields. I awaken now, and lest I be so bold as to ask for something more, it would simply be this:

I cannot express with pen or tongue the things which I have learned. For they were not seen with these blinded eyes and they were not touched with these mortal hands. I see this world before me now, so far away from where I've been. So mangled by the thoughts of men.
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This memory will not linger,
This moment will not last.
It's just another breath of time
Life sweeps into the past.
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There stood a Pine,
A tiny tree
So small, and all alone.
Who longed for nothing more than love;
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A name is a play upon letters
A timeless but cruel masquerade.
A pattern that redefines living,
A fortress that people have made.
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Look into this child's eyes,
Look into his heart.
Search past his bones and pale white skin,
His fragile arms reach out so thin.
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