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blooming waves against the shore.

There's a sparkle in her eyes
Shaped not like diamond's
But that of Destiny

And boy that bird
Can sing a wicked tune

She walked that winding road
By the shimmering light
Of the moon

And howled long into the night
Many moons before

in all
her gloom

T'was Destiny who echoed back
Opening her once closed
Hearts door

how extraordinary this
Her shimmering eyes
shining again once more

Her heart a rose now opening
blooming waves again the shore.

nardine Sanderson 18/05/2015.

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Tony Taylor

WOW !!.......Deano, are you writing lyrics now........because this.......sounds like a song if I've ever heard one.........did I tell you about my new ........paid (hello)........project?......you should message me.......so I can tell you........cool stuff......."bloomin' waves against the shore!!".............smiles..........T xo

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Nardine Sanderson

Heya sweetie pie, it definitely feels like a song hehe
Oh I'd really love to hear all about it msg you soon bro, love ya heaps deano xox

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Junaid Boughan

Good day Nardine, what do you mean with your second stanza "And boy that bird
Can sing a wicked tune" ?

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Nardine Sanderson

Haha, it's likely my Aussie slang,
Bird is a chic/woman, wicked is awesome so I guess, after all the crying/ howling
Singing is a good thing:)
Much love junaid xo nardine

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