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Risen From Their Ruins, Love's Ashes

A child's Spirit misty eyes touched of, Love's beauty... Baby's roller coaster ride this young old man; teeter tottering Cascading emotions revolving doors these their shipwrecked world Kept as timeless bottles washed upon her shores; tears lost ? An infant dreams While global's news shouts it's taunting but another day, sorrows truths In fangs draining precious hearts; a special report crafted of pick and choose ? Sea to shining sea his bumble bee, with words which sting; less the honey Be her queen crying atop a water lily floating amid their mires ? Tainted cards Pressed as shuffling these poisoned pools ever quenching hopes torch she bleeds.. Trails in despair and the babies still scream ? Trickling from her cheeks; we run Diapers clutched their tender hands racing past his watchtower set aflame ? Teary Tiny lights smitten by death's smoke-filled skies your darkness dictating; pains next lines.

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Date: 9/6/2013 10:00:00 PM
hmmm. i ponder and pass on my remarks on this one. I'd love to see you cliff notes on this!!! Smile, it's good. (In case you are wondering, my vaca got delayed...) Oh, Poo! ..... hahaha~ Love Always, Lucinda
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Date: 9/6/2013 4:19:00 PM
It is hard to dream sweet dreams in a world full of harsh reality and bitter hate! Some things the children are better off not knowing! When I have kids, someday, I will encourage them to dream, believe, and wonder. And, not fill their heads with truth!... I would rather be happy in a fantasy world of lies, than a real world of awful truths!....Excellent poetry, John, as always! Thank you so much for your kind visit. It really means a lot! Love, Kelly
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