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Love As Living Water
Love as a precious elixir, green, and blue, full of many hues, pure like the sweet spring – leaping water, living waters, flowing fast, east and west, rushing to distant lands. I long to fetch this life-giving source, this vibrant zest of vitality, so that the glorious spring may birth a new beginning one that…
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Remind me of April
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Muse: Night Memories
A silent evening The sun is asleep And the night awake With it, every creature of the dark Burrowing rats, squeaky insects, and birds Country, radio music, dark mists Sweet breeze, lightning, wilderness, Fading fire, lonely happy moment, Where all memories flock There’s a brewing rainstorm, Right from rumbling clouds, Shrieking crickets and night flies…
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Thoughts on Love