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=sharing what we shared=
deeper now...
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...now you and I forget the time without either
imprisoned with impassion
free with touch
the comfort of love and suppression of lust
we flower beneath memories leaf-fall
trampled underfoot, and blown upwards
hand in hand
one step at a time...out of line
~the fine line~
dividing a season betwixt a divine time
and what best passes to memory left behind.

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Colour: Maple crimson, salmon, orangered
Music: Depeche Mode: Suffer Well
Reading: Thai craft

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My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.

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Clue: it is not me
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Certainty - I've yearned it's precious qualities
God - onward we march
Years - laying cause for new leanings
Heavens - forward we lurch

Trust - I've given, offered and lost
Lord - my empty words you hear
Fears - re-laying a certain ghost
Cross - seen, felt, never heard

Signs - of this life revealed
Face - the world in my eyes
Walking - in my shoes
Say - what I've been too afraid to say

[Playing the angel's music]