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This Garden @ careening shifting weaving through this @ maze of @ life we lead searching seeking longing @ for a voice to @ connect inside my head passing @ through the lonely @ regions of my @ heart into a @ hungry soul @ wanting to be fed @ suffering a discontent of @ emptiness and dread @ A tenderness could part @ the shadows if time would allow @ the time @ to let it be @ For @ we have been locked too long in @ a denial of emotions @ which strain love through it's angry sieve squeezing happiness @ from its luscious fruit to the point @ of dried apricots @ I never did like apricots... @ @ @ @ @ © 6/16/2000 Donna Saulsman Friedrichs |
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was bored...just an experiment..
don't expect any praise for this one...:o}
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