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Memories
Sitting alone under the bright sun,
Was a moment I remember,
sweet birds chirruped around,
church's bell made nostalgic sound,
My fingers plucking the strings of my life,
Was the moment that took all loneliness aside.
Sitting alone on the window of my dorm,
Gazing out at the beautiful mountains,
Was a morning last christmas,
When the peaks looked like golden crowns.
The peace filled tears into my eyes,
Was the morning that took all loneliness aside.
Walking alone on the street,
Under the yellow lamps,
Was a baby girl in front of me,
carrying innoscence, holding hands,
A smile made my muscles free, after long,
Was a baby who took all loneliness aside.
Walking alone in the corridoor,
Looking around at the creative history,
Those beautiful minds, mad for the next,
Entangled in the joy, of sharing the mystery.
Rooted in me, that night, a seed of confidence,
Was the corridor that took all loneliness aside.
Memories many more,
Melancholic to express,
Like rays from a hidden door,
Filled in life, in loneliness.
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That is a nice audience. Encore. Love the last line variables. Enjoyed, read 3x - Just Bein' Lady A
Now, 100 plus readers. Where did you go? Good writing poet! - Stella
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