idle thoughts
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I wonder in color, dream in vivid hue. count blessings on hands and feet, awaken amid waxing blue The days ever so bitter, the time ever so lost. all safely tucked away now, forgotten tattered and tossed. Optism is the brighter way, joy is better still. when hope and trust in greater things, are resting Read more
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Lost often in days I’ve wrought, trembling and bound in veiled knot. The morning relieves a dreadful night, as warming comes in hopeful light. Should I in weakness stride anew? Or pity failing in harboring dew. This lack that wreaks on endless walk, grasping for more than fruitless talk. I dislike my downturn from certain Read more
