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[559] The Cost of Loving
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The fire of love dims in every roomwhere the cost of living drowns the heart.Thought does not countwhen the gift of action goes astray.Tranquillity is never enoughwhen the next step demands a chase.What is ever enough?I ask that question every day.I walk away from the trees,their branches reaching out like memory.I run from the missteps…
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[432] The Absolute Spirit
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Lies have become extinct.In a last dramatic turn of eventtruth has finally prevailedNow, humans listen before they speak No ulterior motives to quietly break the soulLies have become extinct.Now, acceptance is the new religion andkindness is a weaponin a last dramatic turn of event The divine play is now devoid of conflicts and everyTear Rapture…
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[420] If I Avoided Intuition
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I sometimes forget the moment of reckoningof when I gave weight to feelings more than reality of me giving emphasis to the unsaid emotions than the ones that assumed formin the form of tangible, tactile, physical and realwhen I chose the myths, metaphors, abstract and surreal What if i had made the other choice?To leave…
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[415] Fantasy or Reality
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She speaks in fantasiesupon the flights of realityEarnest talk with a smile at the end to make it unrealI know she wants to mean itand make her dreams a realityShe needs someone to push herLeap of faith awaits herBut she can’t find the energy inside her so she gazes outsideto find me in the streetsOur…
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[414] Fooled by Randomness
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My spirit lacksthe water to floatin my waning inner reservoirIt’s a place where shadows come to hide so they don’t attract attentionand die in the form of a spotlight storyStories we tell ourselvesand others about the way we see the worldkills the intuitive dualistinside us that tries to keep the lure of a mystery alive…