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Into the Night

I wish our story never faded away like a dream and lost its meaning in reality. If there was love there, it was ghost-like and soundless, and lost maybe in my hope somewhere—bouncing— off of the walls we have built to protect ourselves. Into the night that hope went—seen no longer— expected no longer—as the dawn loyally lofts.

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J.W. Earnings

Date: 7/7/2023 8:31:00 PM

Fabulous free verse :) made me think a lot -JWE

James Peranteau

Date: 4/23/2023 9:06:00 PM

i'm thinking dear poet, i should have read these from the 19th in reverse....lets see ;)

Duke Beaufort

Date: 1/22/2023 4:44:00 PM

I am thinking that much of our affection towards others has an animalistic chemistry component. A friend from way back always told me that there's no accounting for who will like us with a lot of fondness. Most of the time, it doesn't work out that well. Only rarely.