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Last night I had the strangest dream;

I was drifting along the stream

When suddenly a cry echoed

It was not quiet nor quite loud

Somewhere among the highest cloud

And into morning it swallowed

Everything at frightening pace

Leaving of the world not a trace.

When mist finally lifted

And the moon’s pale light shone again

I was at this moment gifted

With a sight lifting my long bane:

The vastest valley of white snow

Upon which rained a purple glow,

In the middle of this aerie

Danced a lone, beautiful fairy,

 I cannot say why this touched me

So deeply and so profoundly

But upon morning I awoke

With a strange lightness in my heart

And not a single word I spoke

As I basked, pensive, in this art…

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Substance over form this one. At least I hope.

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In ages come and lost to life and time alike,

In a time aeons gone between two forevers

Danced a myriad of stars by the sea, on a dike,

They waltzed around in a bright, forgetful fever,

Not a care in the world, not in time nor in space,

They went about slowly, moving at their own pace,

Right then there existed nothing other than them

As they were entranced in this wonderful anthem,

Swift as the wind and as fluid as the river,

Their dreams engraved in stone burning as bright as fire,

Not one was a taker while both were the giver,

The weight of their passion kept them afoot the mire,

For once they were to stop silence would fall anew

And the hearth that brightly lit the path to the shore

With inexhaustible hope and endless sinew

In the deep raven night would burn bright nevermore.

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Little homage to O 3. Haters gonna hate.

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The whirlwind is not in the air nor in the tree,

The storm rages inside, none can hear the thunder

Or see the lightning bolts that deafen and blind me,

Or feel the dark coldness that lies deep down under

This raging sea of Rhye; I feel the end is nigh,

My body is drifting, my mind is on a high,

My soul is wandering in wonders of the sky,

There is nothing to try, it is time for goodbye…

So many possibles, new pathways to explore,

A hundred thousand lies and to each a deep lore,

The weather’s achanging: sun, rain, alternating,

Hellow to you dear friends, excuse me for waiting!

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Truth be told, if it must, anything that he does,

Whether smart or stupid justifies easily,

All this running around… It is simply because

He cannot stand to be away, not joyfully,

It is but poor excuse to spend some time with her,

See her smile, hear her laugh, get to know each other.

If you were then to ask him what lies in his heart

His eyes would shine and his mouth, in a smile, would part,

For him then to explain that for a single chance

To spend a day with her, talking, laughing, sharing,

Anything he would give, he would be so daring,

Anything to be close, to admire her dance.

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Anything to admire her beautiful life-dance.

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A small alternate ending, because why not?

Sort of a sequel to : Hopeless romantic

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Silence is not empty

It is full of itself,

As discrete as an elf

And surely as witty;

How it can help gleaning

Many a strand of calm

But also of meaning,

Feel them pulse in your palm,

The meanings and desire,

Silence tells of a world

So big and much higher

Than the one that is pearled

In a glass quite precious,

You cannot understand

Though somehow comprehend

Through something unconscious…

Don’t think, don’t fight against,

Simply feel and let go

Only then will you know

All that’s in it condensed.

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Not quite but almost.

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I revel in the silence

Reflect on my existence,

I wonder about my stance

How I should move forward hence,

Should I have taken this chance?

Or am I not for romance?

I feel like I want to dance,

Moved by a strange, weird trance

At an unearthly cadence…

I long for more than a glance

But can’t manage to advance

In this wide, unknown expanse;

Can I change my circumstance?

Make these dreams to me bechance?

How long ’til like Bagger Vance

Fades away my sufferance?

There’s not point in resistance

If you have broken my lance…

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Not really satisfied with this one, I feel it could be… enhance(d)…

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Amber could keep my being from ever feeling lost

Both in heart and in mind but, my dear, at what cost?

Challenging the heavens, that which is called fortune,

Defying the wide world, not dancing to its tune,

Endlessly going forth and writing your own fate

Freeing body and soul from this low, earthly state,

Granting yourself power to achieve what you seek,

Hear carefully my friend for it comes not with ease,

It is a timeless quest born long before the Greek,

Jealousy of the gods bringing us to our knees,

Know life will tear you down, happiness has a price,

Lucky are those who have looked upon it but thrice;

Maybe you shall succeed on the first of your tries,

No one can say for sure, but maybe you shall fail,

Oh my friend keep your hope and listen to your cries

Perhaps you shall find strength where you see yourself frail,

Quivering in the cold; a lion lives inside,

Roaring deep in your heart, you do not have to hide,

Stand your ground, lift your chin, look ahead with a smile,

Though life is not all kind it is worth the effort,

Unknown and long the road, and hardest the first mile,

Veer off but keep your course and hide not in this fort

Which you have built around yourself for all these years,

X marks the spot; listen, the call to adventure!

You must answer at once, jump through the aperture,

Zero doubts in your heart, oh let go of your fears…

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