Closer to the end than the beginning, here lie my secrets.
3. UNMOORED The craziness has me in its grip, Its fingers tight around my throat. Squeezing the life from me, one breath at a time.
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You are The autumn sun Lighting my sorry soul, Warm, caressing, Bearing the promise of a past not yet faded, A future not yet conceived.
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1. HIRAETH And then, there was You. A snapshot, a moment from long ago. The first time I saw you. A smile, cut wide into your boyish face,
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