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09/29/2014 01:38 a.m.
haunted whispers of loneliness
fraught with fear of isolation
winters of barren celebration
cast aside by tears of happiness
Two souls on uncertainties ledge
leap into moments of chance
Where trust is happenstance
Awaiting a committed Pledge
Family is an uncertain artifact
Both now and in the past
As they begin their quest
To make a lifelong pact
Blue flowered forget me nots
Laced by tears of rain
Weave their webbed domain
Pointing tendrils of thought
That convey silent phrases
Heard with a pointed finger
Woven with a laugh that lingers
Painting a stereo face
I am currently Fabulous
I am listening to mouse clicks
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