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| A Murder of Crows He stood on solid ground, Holding tight to the line of a kite, So they say, Easier said then done except when you are the one struggling to hold on, A murder of crows gather and circle the plight, Encouraging one to let the kite fly, To be carried by the wind far away, Never to be seen again, But the memory will stay, |
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The path it led to a golden beach , Rich it was under one's feet, To walk along the golden shore, Rich in shells , Washed ashore, There ... -
The beats of the heart , A rhythm it sings, Pumping faster when one speaks your name, Cupids arrow hits a mark, In the centre of a heart, A... -
Behind the curtains, One practices ones lines, For entering the stage of the day, All ways on time, Under the rays, In the spot light one ba...
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