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Happiness

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Reversal

Reversal

When life was nothing but a misplaced dream,
When I believed in little to matter at the end,
...

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Contemplating Life

Contemplating Life

Sitting in my car by the lake
Contemplating life up to now
So far it's been a total blast...

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Warm But Cold Hands!

Warm But Cold Hands!

The breeze is flowing past my face with the smell of fresh North side breeze.
The aqua colour...

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IT'S CHURCH!

IT'S CHURCH!

Sparrowsong I thought you were going to the Comedy Show...

I am...

Why are you bringing...

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THE HOPE CHEST

THE HOPE CHEST

It was blonde wood with a cedar lining
it was quite stylish for its day
it held all sorts of...

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HOME IS

HOME IS

Where i write my poems,
home is a place of great repose,
home is where i hang my hat
...

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Believe In Magic

Believe In Magic

The world is overflowing with magic
Open your mind and let it in
Warm breezes on a starry...

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War Thought

War Thought

War is tragedy, which at all costs is to be avoided.
It reverts mankind to less civilized baser...

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Just One Last Time

Just One Last Time

Before it all ends
Just one last time
I would like the
chance
to wear my...

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Wishing on a star

I wish upon a star, for all the mundane things that everyone wants.
Yet all these things we want is...

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The Express Lane

The Express Lane

It's your turn next in the Express Lane
You see someone with just one item
Usher them ahead...

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Warm me

Warm me

Sitting by the fire, sending warmth into my soul.
Away with the fairies, off I go.
Loving...

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LIGHT

LIGHT

LIGHT
Thousands of stars appeared
In collaboration of the moonlight
Stars appeared ‘...

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TEARING DOWN WALLS

TEARING DOWN WALLS

Expand the world that's inside you

Push back, tear down every wall

Demolish the castle you...

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Here I am

So here I am again, sat in my favourite thinking place, on the kitchen stool.
Watching the stray...

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PART OF MY YOUTH

PART OF MY YOUTH

Part of my youth was climbing trees
Ripping my trousers and scraping my knees
Part of my...