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"When the leaves began to fall and
The light becomes muted and grey
The cool air rolls in with a smell which
You've always noticed but never been able to name.
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I again began to believe in poetry when fall arrives
The movement of the mind makes me write.
The autumn-amber hued lovers' ways part
From your bus stop which they leave behind."

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My strides will no longer be there
When my business Is shut
And as I repay all my debts,
One may choose not to remember me
While gazing at the stary night.

Dust will cover up every last trace of the space
And the garden would grow wild blossoms.
While my loft will be covered with mosses and algae,
One might forget to take care of all these.
And may choose to forget me
While gazing at the starry night.

The wind will blow as it does now,
Days will pass as it does until the end of time.
People will come and go and
They might forget to reminisce the days of yore
Or may forget to remember me
While staring at the starry night.

I will be the one who will be involved
Who will like to take part in each game.
New identity and new people to take care of me
New pair of hands to surround my neck.
I shall continue to come and go,
I'll stay forever but,
One may not choose to remember me
While they are gazing the starry night.

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I will be the one who will be involved
Who will like to take part in each game.
New identity and new people to take care of me
New pair of hands to surround my neck.
I shall continue to come and go,
I'll stay forever but,
One may not choose to remember me
While they are gazing the starry night.

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Confess and confront
Hide and reveal
When thing try to trap and trick.

I try to
Love as well as to unwind
Hate as well as to bind
When life wants to get lost as well as to impose.

I try to
Promise or break through
Conspire or conquer
The lost piece of shadow or a broken heart.

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Dear stranger,
Things get tough, its becomes painful to deal with.
Somedays can hurt and there r days when that's all it is.
Still you can survive and get through it.
Mental illness has taken a toll
yet We people are trying to stall.
We hear promises that things will get better
Maybe they will or maybe they wont
Yet whatever happens keep moving .
Choose to live.
Because even on the worst days are people who love you, new music's waiting for u to hear or some strange stuffs to be seen.
Even on the worst day life is a pretty spectacular thing.
The world can be a cold place to live but there is always a warmth hidden to be felt.

Yours
Friend

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Its fascinating how two person can think about someone at the same time in very different ways.
They say love can move worlds but the truth is hate can be just as strong

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That massive ancient willow tree
Who was alone in the middle of a huge field
It provided shadow but get mocked by the wind
With no one to support, and to feel
With No one to play and with no one to talk
It looked wonderful with
Twigs rustling in the light breeze
But all it did was stand there alone compassionless

Then one day a new story began
When a humming bird lost it's way
Ended up on the willow tree
Sat for a while on the twigs
And fell in love with the majestic green willow tree
Finally a majestic sight was seen
And the willow tree bloomed with flowers on it.

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