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Calling Out
The calling out of names The marching into a single line The communication with the leader The beginning of a wild struggle The world has been travelling its rounds There are many changes from year to year The stars are … Continue reading
A Neighborhood of Time
This begins slowly. Each word is forced out with great effort. As the sun reaches the zenith, its warmth grows. It brings life to the world around me. Below the ocean, deep below the ocean, I have found a new … Continue reading
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I call aloud to the Creator of all. I lament my night. Why does it rain every time my sadness break? I do not know! I see the sun break through the clouds. A new day is here. Has my … Continue reading
Darkest Clouds
Does the sun ever shine through the darkest clouds? Does a wisp of light ever brighten the deepest dungeon? I wonder if I know how to be a friend. Alone, I am wandering through a desert. I have left the … Continue reading
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