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where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Taking Time

Time runs fine away like grains of sand thru my hand I cannot catch it and control it any better than the waves are able to on the beach The words allude my pen and are the mistress of moments... Continue Reading →

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Daddy’s Little Girl

As she runs out of the lake after an afternoon of swimming in the waves He wraps her in a towel to protect her from a chill coming off from the water He wishes he could protect her from the... Continue Reading →

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