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In Limbo
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All is lost here, I am surrounded by the forlorn
My soul is empty, it is filled with sorrow
Abandoned dreams are cast aside, they dissolve
into nothing I am empty, I will dig my own hollow
grave
Animosity begins to fill the air as tears are shed
and the bittersweet innocence of laughter saunters
back with the onset of reality
Slowly I begin to run determined to find meaning,
I seek repressed divinity but the hands of creation emerge
leaving the emancipated to be freed from their affliction
All is lost here, is this heaven or hell? because I
can't really tell
© Marcarie Riel
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Little Miracles
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It feels like country wind blowing across my face
or the juice that drips down my chin after biting into
a big red apple
Front porch swinging with daisies moving gently with
the breeze I creadle myself to sleep while the sun sets
Tears fall like sold rain, the wind moves like a cricket
jumping through fields of dew
Faded glory and fallen nights lay deep in this hideaway
The stillness of mountain music trembles the silence while
cherry blossoms bloom over the horizon
Fresh from the oven, baked apple pie crisp golden brown
filters the air I bite into a slice mmmm heaven
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