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Picking up a blossomed rose
inspires to express myself in prose Warm, vivid wind streaking my cheek makes me shiver and want to speak In celebrating the colour of life from my soul to this paper brings fulfilment, only gratifies uplifts a part of me forever Look well, therefore, to this day I will live fully, blossoming ‘cause I hear life speaking a dialogue full of imagery It emerges from my dreams reverently connecting a universe of words, sentences, verses so everyday knowledge will gleam Those thoughts still entwined, those trivial words in my mind will pierce their way to the surface gathering themselves in an embrace I will spread them against adversity being a writer for eternity ‘cause I possess a writer’s soul and my nature is just beginning to explode in letting myself be told Veroflame, Dec. 26, 2003
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