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CALENDARS

CALENDARS

Have you ever thought about all the Calendars through History and how many times they were changed?...

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The world covered in daisies

The world covered in daisies

The world covered in daisies
Here I lay in the field of daisies
Feeling lazy away from this...

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FIRE, HAIL, AND BRIMSTONE

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FIRE, HAIL, AND BRIMSTONE

You called for action...

You pushed for something to happen...

The World was too boring?...

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A Prisoner

"Held in an invisible Cell"

A Prisoner

A Prisoner - “Held in an invisible Cell”

A prisoner within self,
Held in an invisible cell...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

GRACE

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

GRACE
A hallowed space, God's tender grace,
Within the woman's form, a sacred place.
...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

Ocean's Depth

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

OCEAN’S DEPTH
The face, an ocean, vast and deep inside,
Where secrets slumber, and emotions...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

Flower of Grace

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

FLOWER OF GRACE
The face, a bloom, in springtime's gentle sway,
A delicate flower, bathed in...

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Big Bang.

Big Bang.

Big Bang.
Lee.

Grief has a start point. Like the Big Bang without the creation, instead it...

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Gin Soaked Ink.

Gin Soaked Ink.

Gin Soaked Ink.
Lee.

If I wrote you a letter, would you read it?
It’s filled with...

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Spring

Spring

My eyes reprise a splendid sight
While walking by a line of trees:
A damsel dancing with...

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Space Walker

Space Walker

In the blur
of this weary existence
I wander city streets
seeking some sort
of...

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PAINTING WITHOUT A BRUSH

PAINTING WITHOUT A BRUSH

You taught me things that helped me see things more beautifully...

Not created to be an Artist with...

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Karma Konsequence

Karma Konsequence

The sick twist
of this existence
is that evil people
never in the moment perceive...

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More habit forming than any...

More habit forming than any drug or liquor

I considered myself sophisticated and wise,
but the addictive power of texting
and...

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The Race

The Race

I’d better make haste, and pick up the pace, I'll run like I’m being chased, I’m going to try to be quick,...

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So much to tell

So much to tell

You remember me because you sat on my jacket and I say to you was it soft
Then you say no it wasn't...

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The cyclone

Sleeping bag for one
Looks so lonely.

You stayed overnight at work

For the cyclone...