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• .beauty.

  April 26, 2013

  what is beauty? i see it in a millon things, from my attic window, this side of Heaven the clouds, the mist the breeze flowing throw my fingers touching dust motes of memories what makes a beautiful human, it in is everyone, i do believe simply simply just in the b e i n g…

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• Sincerely, Your Father

  September 27, 2012

   Dearest Anne, On a warm August day in 1980 I finally returned to you. Someone asked me one day, up here. "Have you ever been stranded?" and sadly I answered yes.You must remember that day, it was the last I ever saw of you until, here we are in Heaven. When I found the pages…

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• do what butterflies do

  April 27, 2012

  touch the eternal dropping tree branch ever so lightly full of grace let my wings take me out of here and fly fly away i am natures angel, weaving invisible strings from here to there and i am free anne 

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• what is love

  April 11, 2012

  dancing in dreams between this reality and that sleep beckons me in this wake gray plumes bellowing mushroom cloud around me the dust settles bone rattle in skin some flesh does rot sticking through who wishes for death if no one saves me i seek hope in ounces in the empty flounces of my dreary&h...

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• dreams

  October 27, 2011

  In my dreams, I am free. There are no fences or locked doors.They carry memories, wishes, hopes,fantasies. It is an escape to the forever hours of captavity.And in those few minutes of waking there is a blissful moment of forgetfulness.Until realization hits. ~Anne~

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• scent of rain

  July 17, 2011

  shifting from night to day, the shadows lengthen, widen to the dust motes flying like fairies in front of my eyes, awakening again dancing on my lips are words supressed into my skin, sinking in quiet quiet stillness, do not utter, breath too loudly  shifting from evening to night, the air f...

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• shadowland

  July 9, 2011

  i met my maker one day in a place with no sound, no where to play, but i was free with out borders hindering my skin it was place in between now, and then i asked him why he didnt validate my inquiry but showed me a clouded place darkish, grayish blue, highlighted in gold…

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• happiness

  June 23, 2011

  sun, orange lemon its beams lighting the way smiles dancing on faces eyes  for small things like weeds breaking through cracks in the sidewalk, so small you cannot see  my hands their capable, happiness i can still concieve it no matter where i have been the things i have seen and the t...

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• Indifference; Rememberance

  June 20, 2011

  "fear not your enemies they can only kill you, fear not your friends, they can only betray you fear only, the indifferent who permit the killers, and the betrayers" edward yashisky a holocaust survivor, Dear World, As I watch the world, and I wonder. The past is the past, it is tru...

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