Uloia Norris Moore

A special place
that none
may find
where winds
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The dreams
of my heart
my mind
doth pass
...

I wear them
for I must
upon my flesh
to dust
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I see you
no bush to
hide.
...

The dreams of my heart
my mind doth pass
...

Upon a beach
must after sought
feet our toes
the fingers they
...

Of where it is that we
are from why?

Does it matter where it is
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Upbeat poistive thought lite accross
water refection of beauty the moon

Groves of multi colored roses all colors
...

The few that I am
in respect
like this.
...

Fine woven fingertips
have crossed mesh

When thousands of fish
...

Lofty over mountain tops
eagle perches high atop
mighty are it's eyes.
You know it see, s
...

You Read it
and don't rate
it.
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Unto one joined they so are
much more than a contract
religious joinder to one word
oath a man and women
...

So they then have been cast
grappling with present past.

Down soft to touch yet
...

With ignorance
...

I am your father

I never stopped
loving you
...

No control
know the ground
on which we walk
...

Of late not much have I
spoken to you
no escuse
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Soon will be gone.
Gathering the harvest
of tomorrow will come
...

Is just a drip
from whence
it comes
it matters
...