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My stories

My Special Ability (For all writers of the heart)

A celebration of sorts. This one was accompanied by a few tears.

Friday the 25th of March

For my Spencer, with lots of love.

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Can I not be who you are looking for Starry eyed man staring out at far away shores Can you not see me like the ocean blue before you Yearn for me Like you do for the yonder shore
Cherry

Seven is for my broken heart (I.P)

It was late and early in the year when I had said my last prayer And the days wound along like infinite choruses of psalm And as the glorious daze of late December chased January’s first dawn

What shall I do for a sky?

A sonnet of sorts

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