yolly polly

the past knocks today
at your door
looking for you
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something so beautiful
captures my eyes
time stops
and i am pulled towards it
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last night
we slept on the grass
watch the stars
and did what our feelings
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the sea today is as calm as
a silk cloth laid on a table
on a windless day
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the children are in the beach today
splashing water on their faces
building their castles in the sand
molding balls of sand and let them roll
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allegedly there are three things that cannot be hidden.

the sun
the moon
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Civilization has forgotten Mias.
The road that leads to the heart of its existence
is rocky and dusty.
The houses look old and the people older.
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you need company
i provide you one
this is the contract
as a matter of purely
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feel my heart
it does not beat for you anymore
do not insist
for i will bleed
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got to learn to live a simple life
a cottage in the woods
where you hear the woodpeckers chuck the wood
where nightingales sing their tunes
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writers forever
they are still here forever
on different names
on same feelings
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poets hate cliches
they want to be unique
original
they kill copycats
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does the sun have to explain to the moon
why he only appears during the day when the moon is no longer around?

does the flower have to tell the skies the reason for its blooming
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