Thank you for reading my words.
life
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Raindrops of the Heart
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≻: Raindrops of the HeartWhat do you notice, when you stop and look within. Memories like fragile raindrops. Dangling on the grass, delicate holding…
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The Story I’ve waited a year to tell.
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≻: The Story I’ve waited a year to tell.I have waited a full year to tell you this story. It’s a personal one, but I hope a good…
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Kind One.
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≻: Kind One.Heres to you, The kind one, when others destroy The kind one, who loves, when others run Heres to you…
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You
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≻: YouYou are. And so; You are not your past You are not your regrets You are not your memories You…
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The Wild Path
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≻: The Wild PathWith the love of new companions Angels that found me and a loving self I go To The wild path.…
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What kind of noise.. does Silence make (until she is heard)?
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≻: What kind of noise.. does Silence make (until she is heard)?What kind of noise does silence make to find herself heard? As she wanders. She won’t interrupt your schedule, Chase…
James Ballantyne 