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And so we lived

By Yutka on Sun, 22 Mar 2009

And so we lived and took in signs and grew. And so we died, before we even knew. The little time we had, we hardly tasted. The years that came and went were mostly wasted.
Miscellaneous
Poem
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Cherry

Loneliness is a language

By Yutka on Wed, 28 Jan 2009

What could I do or say? Would pain smooth out under my perfect words? Would it even listen? Winds soothe and refresh. Green shades in the land please the eye, and sitting by the water
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Cherry

Out beyond its depth

By Yutka on Wed, 28 Jan 2009

Next to the railway line, this house, resentful of being looked at, painfully holds itself up straight, ashamed of its gawky gables and blind windows, embarrassed
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The Preacher

By Yutka on Wed, 19 Nov 2008

Words come easily to his smiling lips. His handsome face is so very attractive with the blue flash in his eyes. But when he knelt, said he was filled with the Holy Ghost,
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Death of a gardener

By Yutka on Sat, 15 Nov 2008

He beat death often, once he flew across the Southern Sea, he ditched his plane came up unhurt, not even scars, but in suspense if he’d survive the war, or if death catches him unripe,
Autobiography
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