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When Incredible Coincidences Move Me

IF a cloud becomes to large who moves it to cry it's nurturing tears upon the land? And if a spiritual power is like a lover then lovers are in the best company who wear clothes called human skin! Surely no sensible man would think a letter written to you would coincidentally fall upon your hands (without design) by a mutual friend; each word i spoke in ink i try to move away from any awakening of our past misfortunes. Your nights are lovely and quietly whispering of human love; yet my passion has been under restraint as thoughts in a bird cage wishing free air to fly. Yet, i feel my passion makes me sensible to its impressions and as the caged bird as is my love for you i begin to persuade my spirit it is a superfluous trouble to break free my emotions for you. i awoke this morning to a bright sun which greeted me and then my heart which did shone brightly casting shadows of doubt about this love you embrace for evenings. Let us share them? We can write things in this night and sing and love another! :: 08-07-2015 ::

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