Poetry

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When life is reduced to moments, moments become so precious. Anguish stays not when love makes one forget and besotted.

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24 April 2015  9:09 AM
Fancy words long and eloquent 
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9 may 2015  7:59 PM
When a baby is born they cry tears of life
Their daddy cries tears of joy as he kisses his wife

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05 September 2015   6:30 AM
Early morning start to my day
The dogs have jumped onto my bed to play

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9:29 PM  20 Aug 2015
Flying through space, time seems an illusion
No sun to regulate day nor night, no jobs or recreation to require your inclusion