Insignificantes
Is the sparkle in your eyes
Of purest gems
Or deepest space?
Does it speak of joy to hold
Or emptiness and distance?
Is the music in your laugh
The trill of greeting
Or the dirge of farewell?
Will we ever meet again
Truely who can ever tell?
Friday, December 17, 2004
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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