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HOUSE FOR A HEART

How do I tell you...
Of the pen in my hand
That writes words 
From the other
I do not form or command

How do I tell you...
That in loneliest angst
And bitterest strife
I am never alone 
On this pathway called life

How do I tell you...
That this body is not mine
Merely guise for a part
A flesh and blood armour
Just a house for a heart

How do I tell you...
That we are all things unseen
All things that are
All things that have been
And all things inbetween

That we are nowhere 
And everywhere
Nothing and all
Insignificant tiny
Magnificent tall

How do I tell you...
That at the end of our plight
The truth shall be known
That when the moment is right
We shall journey back home.
Marion Price(2019)

 

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Jill Tait

Brilliant luv How do I tell at all xxx

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Jill Tait

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