If I were to write some lines of words with you – for you – we'd sit beneath the ancient oak tree, shrouded in the shade our lives have made, and dream of poems, together

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Embedded in pixels:

an idea encapsulated under cover of art -

Click, sings the keys, the sound of the remixing heart

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Sometimes thoughts bring in a jolt of thunder

a new view skewed, then broken asunder

or an old idea, suddenly seen as an act of wonder

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Running fingers through flowers, delicate and careful not to bend what's been too often breakable; this quiet settles in — this moment, unforgettable

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