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Everlasting

She is worthy beyond belief, That passage she sort has been pushed deep, Deep, deep, down onto the bed of dreamless sleep. The helpless flight of the sunlit sky holds nothing, Not even the call of the starry night. She holds the moon in place, Seeking his reverent embrace, Grains of sand flow like waves lapping at her soul, Illuminating a path in the space below. It takes flight with their fire and bright lights, Each piece floating and grieving the faint hearts. She takes one last breath, Not even he can tear them apart.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/27/2016 12:32:00 PM
AIMEE, A great pleasure to find and read the inspiration poured from your pen today. Love ** SKAT **
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Date: 4/13/2014 12:13:00 PM
Hi Ms. Garside, I read several of your creations. This is by far your best piece. Keep up the good work. Regards, Earl P.S. Thanks for your kind words. ES
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Date: 4/12/2014 11:59:00 PM
I relate, and love it, the undying adoration. J.A.B.
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Date: 4/12/2014 7:58:00 PM
Im glad you stopped by, this is simply beautiful to me and a lea sure to read…Jesse
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