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One person stood here
the day you cried out for me.
Who knew then our now?

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When does a thought become an action?

when the coldness of the world surpasses the frigid depths of darkness,

when words prickle our minds more than wailing winds,

when water waits with a warm welcome home,

That's when the end begins.

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Past, present, future, times.
Beginnings, primes, end of lives.
Joy, dust, fear, hurt—
Complete for them or for me?

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Soft yet elusive,
but beckoning me now.
Dripping honey lips. #haiku #writers #poetry

Lush leaves. Morning sun.
Warmth on my satin pillow.
Stained by the dark gone.
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