Category: creative writing
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But there are no words soft heart…by G. Mramor
But there are no words soft heart
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That we shared a view of the world…by G. Mramor
That we shared a view of the world, and stay alone in our worlds, awaiting another, or just a shadow for a moment of hope, to join two dying to burn, and return us the world, for a moment to burn, as we once were, young and hurting, for love
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Would you come with me…by G. Mramor
Would you come with me
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Fear in Me.
Know that it exists and follows along like a shadow, attached to our hips or igniting in our marrow, anonymous and strong, it stands up to our talent, and not before too long, we’ve lost what made us valiant. Never quite so gentle, but disturbingly quiet, I’d hear it better if my heart could offer…
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I fell in for you…by G. Mramor
I fell in for you
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Unity of Existence – Vignette by P Chatelain
As I looked out over the thousands, I felt subtle and individual spirits. At a distance, a visage of indistinguishable beings with the same life energy as a mass of grass or cold ocean. They lined the horizon in multicolored specks of life. Thousands of consciousnesses, blurring together into one unity of existence. (and I still can’t…
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She was misplaced…by G. Mramor
She was misplaced, for the time of the heart she waited, through smiles she found a piece of peace, and when he came to her there was opening, a sliver of a night a vision of some time long afore and long after, when time was the force who brought one, where trees grew entwined…
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Rise child…by G. Mramor
Rise child
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But there is greatness hidden in this country…by G. Mramor
But there is greatness hidden in this country
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After one who sees your face…by G. Mramor
After one who sees your face
