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source of an urge surge signals we must purge desire in heart’s fire much to ego’s ire...

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One day we live, love, and die, in a labyrinth of illusions and lies, Each waits, without time to choose among the shadows that creep in, Truth wanders like a lost echo through the crumpled pages of the world, Despair feeds on deep silences, like a bottomless well. One day we give new names to old thoughts, like a...

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Lately my mantenna are twitching more than usual folks the prophecies are surely uncloaking time to batten down the hatches the second flood is lapping on the doorstep clutch your loved ones to your chest Its nearly midnight, the world is on full tilt nuclear pinballs ricochetting off bent flippers of black hearted madmen They will not lead into battle they'll just push...

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**A Bird in the Hand** From my childhood, I cherish the sweet memory of holding a sparrow in my hands. Its heart raced wildly, igniting my curiosity. Gazing into its small, beady eyes, I couldn't help but smile as it chirped and whined, pleading for freedom. Yet, in its desperation, it bit down on my thumb,...

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Oh Liza, dear Liza. My plane’s going down. I’m somewhere over the Pacific, but there's nobody around. Nobody to watch as this hunk of metal falls No one to weep as these blaring alarms stall. Dear Liza, my Liza. Now I’m going down. It’s not valiant or brave like you hear of in town. There was no gunfire, I’m just...

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though subtle is the element of space ~ we must pierce this veil, to behold God’s face...

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No Kings Day Everyday The fear I felt last November Has Swollen Like a Hindenberg blimp directly Overhead Seconds from exploding Time and space back to 1775. How Now sent troops’ marching feet Bear a din, underscoring beat, Compelling Alarm Urgently To ask, to answer the question: How might we align our democracy...

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light lamb frolicking the pasture is her playground smiles from her fans farmer does his chores chop chop chop says his loud axe day in the country...

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Zero. I imagine you watched, With awe and wonder At the image on the screen, My movements In black and white, As the sonographer moved the wand, Up and down The belly of my mother, Showing you Mystery and excitement, The next chapter Of your lives. One. You gave me ice cream When you Definitely Were Not Supposed To, And I think a bond formed. Mischief by mouthfuls, We were already unstoppable. Two, Three, Four. Toddler...

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The black depths of a coffee beckon the mind into a bottomless gaze - you stir and feel yourself swirl in a dizzying haze and hope you will slowly dissolve into nothing at all. But somehow you manage to hold, grab the edges, survive another close call. ...

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So what’s the plot if 6 turns 9 On this old rainy day What’s looming up behind the line What you don’t have to say Its way too obvious for words And silence fills the air Only disturbed by chatting birds There’s always life out there. ...

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the city lights blur like a memory, echoes of things we meant to say. i’m lying here with all my questions, as time keeps pulling dreams away. but somewhere in the quiet dark, i still believe in morning’s spark. another night, another day, we lose ourselves, we find a way. in broken lines and whispered prayers, in empty streets and silent stares— love still lingers,...

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stay awhile, let’s together play ~ cravings of ego, hold at bay...

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My skin misses the feeling of your touch Your fingers trailing lines of love But we aren't as far as we seem I look up and it's the same sun you see above...

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a two-second cukoo transfers his earworm to me and flits about his day...

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