soul
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Something needed to happen for me to change. Something needed to happen for the dull aches inside to get dealt with. Something needed to happen for me to listen. Something needed to happen for me to start to live. Something needed to happen for me to realise my heart, and not just my head was…
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I grew up with a weird knowledge of bricks. Not that it helped me to create anything other than Lego houses, or follow the instructions on Technic lego, creativity beyond the lego house a rarity, I mean who didnt want a perfectly comprised T shape house roof with all the red roof tiles in the…
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I can’t write anything new That has never been said before 130 million books before me Words by the billion reverberating on the internet What price for originality What burden does it carry? Trying to be new Yet this heart is unique and these hands that type stem from it And they see you And…
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Writing words. It’s Started again. Writing. Writing. The mind goes clear, the fog lift and the words come out again. Truth. Hope. Love. Wonder. Words. Feel. Alive. Soul gives. Hope springs. Forth. Writing. Writing. Making. Shaping. Creating. Meaning. Trying. Giving. True. Soul. Energy. Life. Feeling. Bliss again. Just writing. Fingers pounding. Not making Sense, of…
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There’s so so many words around nowadays There’s so many places to write, comment and react Pictures to write tag lines Hashtags to gain attention Words dictated, words described Words The Noise of words And if i’m not careful, here’s some more. Stop. Pause. Stay. Here. Still. Just a bit longer. Love. Be. Love. You.…
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Gently does it You, yes you life doesn’t work fast Time Makes Love Soft, making Of life In all its tenderness life giving wonder at the magic of it all life, noticing the leaf, the branch, the gap in between the voice within noticing in the mad rush of every day. Pen Pink pen love…
James Ballantyne 