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Whispering ShadowsAs I lie in the dark and to myself, still reaching for what the shadows said could be mine. the softness of wisdom whispering in the twilight- promises hanging from pursed lips, manna to the Starving soul, I am left humbled by silkiness in voice as wisdom once again tries to whisper to me and I try not to run away-Whispering Shadows
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-Anna
You are now an official member of this poetry community, congratulations! I hope to see you try the sonnet this month. Please put us in your journal if possible so others can find us to join. Good to have you.
Pamela
~pamelaski
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"Hey fool haven't you heard... heaven's not overflowing"
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felt like autumn...
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All you do in life comes back to you
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I love tunas
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"I got two words for you. C'MONNNN!"
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