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Land of Free Tears

I found the land of free tears Where great ones could lie and cry And no body will ever hear Where great ones could write and sigh And no one will come near I found the place on a ply But thick, but plump, but so rare And tonight I guess the share is mine And this time the tears come very clear Who knows if this is a sign That the time is so near That, that time Maybe so near Coming so clear But like always, when pains come it won't be mere And nobody will hear The shuffled voice in my bear The shuffled voice of my fear And nobody will hear The song of the falling tears For my eyes are full and so my fears For my heart is bare with torturing pains which none can bear It will come very soon, very soon as I stare Its the clear shades of my tears And it will explode, explode like flares Its the sound of my fear And it will take so long more years And it will take too short more years To clean the fountain of tears To close the door of despair To see again very clear.

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Date: 1/2/2016 1:26:00 PM
good sly take on the "land of the free" cliché. I'm for it.
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White Sage
Date: 1/2/2016 2:57:00 PM
thanks Robert
Date: 1/2/2016 11:10:00 AM
Some times our tears are all our own and thankfully after the tears the sun does shine. Nothing more cleansing than tears. Well done Blessings Edith
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Date: 1/2/2016 2:54:00 PM
you got it right, nothing can wash the soul than tears, nothing can wash out the mind as tears...you've got a great view Edith, thanks for coming by

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