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The Song
The Song: There is a Song on the Wind Can you hear it? The Song is My Tree The song is My Son/Sun The song is My Wind The song is My TRUTH What you hear is MY SONG My Song is the everlasting LOVE of GOD
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Do I stand alone?
I walk down to the beach,I see the waves rolling inthrough the reefs with quitenesslike I was deafth Do I stand alone? The beach suppose to be full of lifethe beach suppose to be full of soundsthe beach suppose to be full of pets Do I stand alone? I faded into the past where I waited for youI waited for you to come by sea with your beautiful shipI waitedDid you regret, did you go down.No words and I waited. Do I stand alone? I sat on the bench carved with our namesIn my days with wrinkled cheekA tear felt and stand for a whileI waited – yes I waited,…
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A Life began
A Life began ~ I reach out for you Baby hands reach out for youWhy don’t you give me your love, I criedWhy don’t you take me up, hug and comfort me?I reach out for you, you turn around and walk away. ~ I just want to live ~ I reach out for youYou just hit me with a wooden hanger.I wandered off, you and dad found me, FearThe taste of the wooden hanger sat deep.Why don’t you give me your love, I criedI reach out for you, you turn around and walk away. ~ I just want to live ~ I reach out for youDad left us, why? What…
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I know you
I know you, his eyes said. I woke up to a day when the sun just rises on the horizon and the birds began to sing. Dew was lying on the white blanket of anemone and glinted like diamonds. Beside me Mr. Fox glared at me, I know you, his eyes said. I smiled and saw the sun shines in dew drops on his red fur. He had a white chest and a white pointed tail. He and I listened to the sound of the forest. The call echoed through the forest hitting the trunks and sending the sound further with the wind, brought with the cranes through their beaks…
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In Autumn of The Life !
In Autumn of The Life ! I sit on the bench, in my life’s autumn, at the beach thinking; You promised You told you would write me your love in a lettersealed with a kiss, you said I am waiting – yet I have lived a life fulfilled, butstill waiting as You promised You told me to come to the beach in September, I didyet still waiting, you didn’t tell which September You promised I could tell you the story of my life, would you listen?I could tell you the story of a life of waiting, would you listen? You promised I could tell you a story of a young…
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Du ser mig ikke.
Jeg viser dig gerne hvad jeg har, men du ser mig ikke. Jeg taler til dig og du giver svar, men du ser mig ikke. Jeg siger til dig, se mine sider, se mig som jeg er Du svarer at du ser mig, men du er alligevel fjern. Du ser mig ikke. Mit hjerte græder, du ser det ikke. Mit humør er smittende, du ser det ikke. Mine øjne beder dig, se mig, se mig. Du ser mig ikke. Jeg skriver og fortæller historier, tro mig. Du ser mig ikke. Jeg er grim og har ingen penge. Det var ikke længe, du ser mig ikke. Jeg siger ”Se her” og…
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God Jul & Godt Nytår
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Snowflake to Heaven
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O.C.D.T
For 8 uger siden vågnede jeg med en hovedpine, hosten og ondt i hele kroppen og svært at trække vejret ordentligt. Min “Room mate” fik en generel forkølelse på samme tid. Da jeg havde kæmpet mig ud af sengen og fået tøj på satte sig mig i min “lazyboy”. Hvergang jeg så en sort plet til højre for fjernsynet, faldt jeg i søvn og vågnede første flere timer senere. Det var “dagsrytmen” i lang tid. Jeg drømte at jeg rejste ud af min krop, at jeg mødte mine egne molikyler på vej ud. Jeg faldt i søvn igen i en meget dyb søvn. og drømte at mange ting skulle slettes…
