In a mere breath, a moment, a blink of timeYou reduced grand love, passion and truthTo a shuffling of paper, bricks and mortar,Sweaty palms, deceptive lies, and moral character.As though eternity could be chopped up into tiny bitsAnd measured by a clock, silently tick tock.Or a tap seek to control the flow of an oceanOr
The Dancing Tree A long long time ago, in a land far far away, there was a beautiful forest. A lively burbling stream flowed through it, rippling over pebbles and boulders, sometimes playing hide and go seek behind tall bushes and brambles dripping with blackberries plump with dark juicy promises. Tiny jewel toned fishes darted
In a mere breath, a moment, a blink of timeYou reduced grand love, passion and truthTo a shuffling of paper, bricks and mortar,Sweaty palms, deceptive lies, and moral character.As though eternity could be chopped up into tiny bitsAnd measured by a clock, silently tick tock.Or a tap seek to control the flow of an oceanOr
The Dancing Tree A long long time ago, in a land far far away, there was a beautiful forest. A lively burbling stream flowed through it, rippling over pebbles and boulders, sometimes playing hide and go seek behind tall bushes and brambles dripping with blackberries plump with dark juicy promises. Tiny jewel toned fishes darted
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