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To Mr. Lie – Twenty Years Later.
I’m here again,at the same place I lost a penny, Ask me, I beg you to ask me,Penny for my thoughts… I’m taller than yesterday,not in strength or height;I feel I slept really wellwith my husband and childrenaccompanying me…I slept like I did twenty years ago, Back then, the rain wasn’t significant to meand the…
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I Left Behind My Dream.
I had a long dream of a manabandoned by a voicehe found in his backyard,under the tree he buried his treasurewhen he was little. Little the sight he used to lookat the world,little the way in which he talkedabout himself,and little, too little the way he wantedothers to see him – for who he wantedto…
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The Remnant.
The wind’s whispers have stopped ticklingMy ears, besides numbnessI’m in limbo, neglected by memoriesas I try hard to rememberto catch myself before I fall. I used to be a flower, a flower about to bloomits petals radiant, dancing with the sunand my voice, a melody matedwith the rain’s nonchalant voice. The world changes or it…
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Human Nature.
Hello good people, A new post from heandshelie.wordpress.com I’m broadening my horizons with stuff I wouldn’t have considered reading before, If you have an idea about the post’s content, would like to share your thoughts, we’d like to hear from you. Thank you for your patience; Sia Morweng.
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Thinly From the Eyes.
The longing of a beautiful soulis foul weather – I, I imagined myselfimmersed by the mountain side,peonies and the memory of his heartbeatmy picnic basket – Once upon a time,about a month before I became a womanwith a bean in her stomach,I, I could wrap my hands around his neckcoquettishly – a maiden about unwrap;…
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The Unfortunate.
How good it would be to close your eyes, open them and yesterday is a thing of the past.
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The Track.
Hi Everyone, Been a while. I’m going to be reblogging most posts from now… There’s a project I joined in and would appreciate everyone’s support to expand our library. Visit the site, well… It’s most empty now but maybe it’ll be attractive enough soon. Thank you for your support. Sia.
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