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Sepia βThrough The Eyes Of The Oldβ
be it a rose of winter compares
a dew drop tear on the first open eye,
I still dream of ghosts walking the towns,
I am there with them on rich hunting ground
hindsight retraces all we shouldβve been,
and still we are waiting, mute to a dream
my hope ponders spirit, in a world left to die,
confide, we do in each other,
tonight we ride alone
all that thrives has lost i...
Sunday 16th March 2025 5:12 pm
cold
forgotten are the times
our laughs filled the air
gone are the times
we wished would never leave
time passes
memories fade
in blistering august
i shiver
Tuesday 6th March 2018 10:34 pm
Homeland
Far away.
Beyond Hills. Plains. Mountain's peaks.
Across far horizons.
Way far.
Is where I'm from.
My origin.
Distant. In time and space.
Unreachable solace-source.
Safety-craving yearns memory.
Evokes distance.
Inspires trance-thought flashback.
My homeland.
Filled with heart-sing reminiscence-provoking sights, sounds - the scent of security.
Sun-shining ...
Monday 1st May 2017 10:05 am
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