Rapt in the pages of wonder
Each letter, each word, each page
Curiosity filled her old soul
She was more than just her age
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Lying underneath each splendid spectacle of art, just beneath the skin, an ink blankets my veins, bringing peace to a mind that has longed for this day. A day that until now, was scattered about
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No, time itself didn’t stop…
But this hopeless heart did…
Speaking your beautiful words to me…
  It was only ‘hello’, but plenty enough
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An elementary game, it was ‘hide and seek’
A grown man now, and still just as free
At merry times, out comes the child in thee
I can’t recall though, having it leave
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A thousand trees standing in front of me, painting the scene, the scene of a landscape of stupendous green, all of which these two eyes have never seen, each with branches that tickle
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Skies full of tiny golden lights
Floating aimlessly
Grasping helplessly
My small hands, just out of reach
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The years, I saw them
Each and everyone, as they passed
The dreams, I felt them
Taking control, I made each one last
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Feeling weary, my eyes grow heavy, I decide the hours to be no more.  
Silence waiting, thoughts are fading, a few small steps to the night hold true.
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As the sunlight rises from below the lowest of the lowest sky…
Darkness softly recedes, turning sights into each days surprise…Dewing drops glisten like stars of the night that too soon expired…
Creatures start singing, singing songs of solitude and lives tried
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