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Bright warm sun and clear sky, gentle wind on my face

Suddenly so many possibilities, why?

Myriads of incredible things I’d like to try.

For once the world seems to be moving to my pace…

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Once, I even dared believe

That I figured out beauty,

Though all I did was deceive

My soul from its true duty:

Which is to experience, feel.

But convinced I understood

The blueprints of all ideal,

In my pride, higher I stood

Believing I could tangle

With beauty; see its prude shapes

And calculate its angles

When I couldn’t even scrape

The layers of mystery,

Akin to a see-through drape,

That all throughout history

Had left many hearts agape.

I dreamt myself above god,

Oh I! but a poor blind sod…

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Not feeling entirely satisfied with this one, might need some reworking.

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I wish not for you to be mine

Only to spend time together

And really, no matter whether

We do or do not cross the line,

Your voice is a welcomed jingle,

With your mind I wish to mingle,

Your daily presence is my joy,

To me it’s true, even if coy…

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And whilst this knowledge was among men conferred

It was by all women but one, inferred,

For she somehow knew in advance

What would, in the end, be their stance,

Whether she played a part in all this

Or kept her hands unsoiled by blood,

None will ever know for she drowns in a flood

Of passion and torment with a single kiss,

Any and all who rise against her will

Turning potential saviors ever still,

Her power is great, her wickedness greater;

Now of all our hearts she is the curator.

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Come on move your body,

Baby shake your booty,

Throw your arms in the air,

Wave ’round your gorgeous hair,

Shout as loud as you can,

Sing and laugh like a fan,

Free yourself from shame, move!

In your soul, feel the groove!

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The sea is blue,

The port is small,

I think of you,

I hear you call;

The sky is wide,

The wind is warm,

Please be my guide,

I mean no harm;

The streets are calm,

Large slabs of stone,

Heart in my palm,

I roam alone.

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Home is where the heart is, home is where love resides,

Home is when we were young, home is when we have kids,

Home knows no preference, home knows no hate, no sides,

Home is where we are free, where no one things forbids,

Home is where we’re happy, where no one is hiding,

For home is our mother, always love providing,

Home is our inner self, who we are at our core,

Home is where we’re at peace, where no man is warring,

Home is where we’re living, which we sometimes ignore,

Home is our precious Earth and we should be caring!

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Oh can you see? I ask,

But that is not my meaning.

Oh can you understand

What I am going through?

For it should be your task

When you see me pleading,

For me, to take a stand

And to protect too, true?

Don’t wait until the mask

That I have been wearing

Ends up back in my hand.

For you will not construe

Until you see me bask

While others are bleeding,

The meaning I have planned…

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For ages we stood tall and proud,

On land, at sea and in the sky,

All of nature to humans bowed

But never did it satisfy.

So one day Man wondered how far

He could soar up in the heavens,

Above even the highest star?

Sadly, his sins, nothing leavens…

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