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Magical Moments
It was a kind of magicWhen hope springs eternal before dying in the colors of autumnFor the magic…
“But that, is not my destiny!”… BAM – Mic Drop!
Be true to who God created you to be. It is for you to fulfill you destiny, not…
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Walking the Path
I hold a vision, from here to there Where I can see, things of memory The path lays…

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dusty rain falls …
dusty rain falls onto blazing fires heavy smoke bleeds over the dusk muted moonlight streams cast dark shadows…
Crumbling
To those who choose to stand beside us no matter what, thank you. Even when we don’t necessarily…
The Smell of New Possibilities
This was (is) poem #12 from the prompt, The Smell of New Possibilities, posted by 451 Press Poets….