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Finite Horizon
The sea, a silent scribe, etches tales without cease,Inkless whispers on parchment shores, a canvas of peace.A mirage of infinity, where azure meets the skies,A calm so profound, it’s where the tempest lies.May my spirit sail, on this tranquil, faux-infinite lease,Mirroring the sea’s charade, a masquerade of endless peace.
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Scrabble Skies
I thought this possible was impossible,A rhythm lost in the static of life’s radio,Tasted purer happiness, just sweetener,Chasing melodies that danced like shadows.But the sky, oh that sky, once blue and clear,Now a midnight canvas, dusted with stardust,Notes fading into echoes, whispers of yesteryear,I was wrong, my heart a compass gone adrift.Give me the blues…
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Wings to fly
A step towards verse,You gave me wings to take flight,Forever in my heart.
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