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The Man of Diamonds and his Grief
when he retreated, it’s not the fear of them,he looked cold and weak, condemned by hem,misanthrope, nonchalant in every theme,uncaring and selfish, that’s how he’d seem. yet beneath the bright lights, sharp and keen,and radiant streaks of his diamond sheen,where… Continue reading
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Love and Fear
The time has come to let you hearthe secret tunes I’ve held so near,the quiet plans beneath my tongue,the hidden truths I’ve softly sung. I want to go, to find my way,to grow beyond where we both stay,not always close,… Continue reading
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