connection
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Among the northern lights A primordial time exists, Somewhere in the ether Within the swirling coloured mists, A preternatural feeling Of radioactive gases, Sends all our heads reeling As we venture into the unknown, On a path of discovery To learn about the legends and myths, That define the extrodinary, The things we don’t think…
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His love for her was without question he gave her everything he could, he worked hard and paid the bills did everything a good man should but there was one aspect in his life the was too substandard for his wife and that was in the sexual life, where he fail to satisfy her needs…
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Poetry can be such an enlightening process, One of love and light, The opening and welcoming in from the heart, The expansion of the soul outward in a luminescent glow. This is a place to share happiness and wonders And amaze you with its grace, Touch you with its sheer bliss It does not get…
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She was an amazing poet She had a knack for a verse, She could beautifully sculpture any words, She used them like an artist painting a picture, Her words were as her a beautiful fixture, Of magnificence and wonderment to behold Both her and her poetry were stories to be told, Ones of love and…
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Elevated to a position on high Maybe we could reach and touch the sky, Avoid being hoisted on our own petard We already live a life that has left scars, Maybe could rise a little higher Feel the sun’s incandescent fire, Maybe this is something to which we can aspire Or end up like Icurus…
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Geometry and frequencies A part of this whole galaxy, Of matter as well as energy Springing from light eternally, In this multiverse many can’t see Or even comprehend conclusively, For they are blind to conscious reality They are not awakened, they are asleep, Trapped in a world of illusory Pointing fingers at us as though…
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She lived under dark clouds, She obscured herself in the shadows, Yet though this blight affected her mind She still had a desire to be loved, To feel the joy of love in her heart, Conflicted though she may have been Though lacking self love and belief, She hoped for someone to come and release…
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I have within my being An anticipation for a return, Through gateways and dimensions To a place that my spirit calls home. My spirit yearns and cries And reaches out through the ebony night, In the galactic milieu beyond time and knowledge, Stuff of myth and legends where souls reside. This home of spirit souls…
