Sometimes redux
Sometimes I believe I am still your thoughts That my eyes and their image disturb your dreams That you listen to my voice with the rattle of windchimes
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Into a masterpiece
Into a masterpiece, I walked for miles; put my hand deep and brushed against the brushstrokes; closed my eyes and felt the colours; a silken soft and fragrant rainbow;
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A few gems from Mother Teresa
A few gems from Mother Teresa P K Routray “We ourselves feel what we are doing, is a drop in the ocean, But the ocean will be less because of that drop, be certain.”
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Outwards
My name, I am getting used to the concept of a name, is Alex, from the first two letters of my identification number LX80.
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nightfall over Whitby
nightfall over Whitby night strung in shining jet, the outline of extinguished boats glimmering, in the moment, where the tide, graceful necked and headless, pours out into the more.
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Nothing to Say
To my silent critics. I love sucking at life writing friends! Pen it to paper as always.
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The refugge
You view my form, with looks of caring We survivors make it, by daring. We mothers scavenge to feed our brood The soldiers take away the food
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To Mary
To Mary My family that I thought was small Wasn’t really small at all For years we met twice a year
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Missing love
Missing love P K Routray On the earth the most terrible poverty to-day as being observed is loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted and unloved.
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