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Inheritance

“Inheritance”
Where do I go? To meet you outside of complicit words... I dream of bigger things than numbers and sharp talons bells jangling ankles tempted by better things running flight of the fleeing hooded tethered birds Freedom, Words. Just Freedom words. Courts of law and felons; I remember the night you arrived. Rain - and You, on my shoulder; all alone, we were pure - we were innocence, Just... You and I. I sang you a song from my heart out loud. Poems? Poems, they were never thought of. In my dream I am you behind your windows Not so long ago. 21 goes so fast I wish the next few years to go so slow, but they will not. Magic comes in for you, I laid the path congenital Believe always, Love arrives in you, when you dream in the dreams of another's Wake. It was transfused from my heart to you at birth, tenfold; This is fate. Seeker, You are stronger than you know inside you, stronger than another inside you - your inheritance, more than money is worth - a hidden treasure; inherited, there lies waiting, a silent courage, Heart of Gold Once was a mother a story to unfold (LadyLabyrinth / 2020) llb-gvlm ljb
18.9.99 “Rainy Day” music, https://youtu.be/6h69W_Ymu8Q
“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my Soul, is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.” D.H.Lawrence
"Hey There Georgie Girl"/ Seekers. Come the Day. x https://youtu.be/bGyixX7QJVE

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Date: 12/25/2020 5:09:00 PM
The best I've read of you so far. These lines are EPIC:. "flight of the fleeing/hooded/ tethered/birds." Well done indeed Madam.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 12/25/2020 9:39:00 PM
Thank you Monsieur Levasseur.
Date: 10/18/2020 1:38:00 PM
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/youre_it_the_secret_1289344
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 2:32:00 PM
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/conversations_with_a_daughter_creeps_1226007
Date: 10/18/2020 12:09:00 PM
Two like hearts are never separated even if apart
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 1:12:00 PM
I used to tell this story about a Blue Fairy and The Golden Chord. One day it will all come back.
Date: 10/18/2020 10:28:00 AM
beautiful write :)
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 7:30:00 PM
Believe me sister, the spider (small s) wouldn't know the Truth if it bit it and the other character in that court, exists on denial and a sense of skewed entitlement, both hide under rocks; it ain't no beautiful web. Pass the Mortein. As for citations, I shall always, as Frank Sinatra croons, do it my way. "The True Mother".
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Susan Woodrow
Date: 10/18/2020 5:38:00 PM
the spider's truth is a beautiful web ...I was starting to wonder with all the citations...
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 5:16:00 PM
Certainly not the Arachnid's, or the other character sitting in its nest. A plethora of sticky stories reside in that web. Lux Vitae Woodrow. Keeping the motto and the crest as armour. My Truth.
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Susan Woodrow
Date: 10/18/2020 1:43:00 PM
whose truth? :))
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 1:11:00 PM
I can only write well, when I write what I know comes from Truth. x
Date: 10/18/2020 7:43:00 AM
Bonjour Lady...Always pleasant to read you...ideas and writing style outstanding...All the best
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/18/2020 1:11:00 PM
For Georgia.

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