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Words of Meaning
I am sorry.
I love you.
I was wrong.
Please forgive me.
How are you?
Can I help you?
What can I do?
Do you need to talk?
I forgive you?
Can I hold your hand?
Please help.
You are beautiful.
Your life is important.
Can I help you with your pain?
We will face this together.
We are all one.
Where is the cat?
I hope you sleep well.
I look forward to tomorrow.
Good night my love.
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Our Autumn
Can you free yourself
Are you here at all
Do you feel the joy and pain
That wraps around you
Can you see beyond your anger
Your grief, your desire, and fear
Are you able to be touched by love
Watch out for labels
They serve to divide
They work for those
Who would benefit
You are one
And they another
We are guilty
Soon there is no place to hide
It does not have to be
The endless need
For more and more
Man of the hour
Don’t you want your children
To grow up
Better than us
More complete
Imagine the possibility
And make it so
It is up to you
Woman of the hour
Is this our last hurrah
To finally learn and to grow
Or wither away
In a blaze of heat
The swan song of the 21st century
It is up to you
And us
Speak now
Or never hold your peace.
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Part of the String
Open the day
Breathe out the window
It's all still there
It's all still there
Step through the door
Enter the room
Put on a stare
Put on a stare
Climb up the ladder
Be someone
It's all so clear
Never mind
Noise in the background
It can't get near
It can't get near
We will swim in the sky
Drown in the sand
Walk on the moon
Live off the land
Build a great city
Live a great dream
Fabric of moments
Part of the string
Part of the string
Paint a great picture
Stare at the sea
Write a great novel
It will happen you’ll see
A knock on the door
Go down the stairs
Beware of darkness
It's always there
It's always there
Remember to smile
Fold up the daydream
The friends will care
The friends will care
We will swim in the sky
Drown in the sand
Walk on the moon
Live off the land
Build a great city
Live a great dream
Fabric of moments
Part of the string
Part of the string
Listen on The Future is Unwritten page
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Independent
Independent
With so many
A common people
Separated by language
As they say
The high ground
We believe
The asylum seeker
Our statue
And those excluded
Still a day
It means
Here we are
Fleeing the tyranny
As it were
God America I
As a poet once said
Any day of peace is welcome
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One Day
"Oh by the way,
We are all human
And move through borders
It breaks us down
But then again anger
What is it they miss?
The opportunities they did not pursue?
The chance to be better than someone else?
The chance to tackle a terrorist on a plane?
The job taken on the 12 hour field?
If only there were more dishwashing opportunities America could be great again.
We long, we separate, and we are one in our division.
I do not agree with you.
It is true.
I really feel it.
I suppose in the end I can die with that.
I am old.
Can you?
Oh the children of our generation deserve something.
But let’s make a little money first.
Our company is so important.
Oh our dear leader is good TV
Never mind the potential for real life
Real innovation
Real opportunity
Never mind the pain
Endless drowning in despair
Life of fear
Time to flee
Hope in the land of the something
I am sick
We are sick
But perhaps we will
Move on
One day
It could
Be"
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What is on my mind
What is on my mind?
Passage of time
change
beauty
horrors
love, pain, joy
and sadness
flowers and cages
tears, laughter
friends, family
beginnings, endings
the present
beginnings again
darkness
and indeed light
I wish you well my friends.
Lush, cool, pearls of wisdom
The definitive guide to affinity
Rolling laughter languishing hope
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Caroline Falls
The summer is fading now
Away from its spring
The darkness has a glow
Remembering these things
The leaves are shaking here
Begin to fall
The world is on a bed
The writing is on the wall
A bridge is breaking now
Begins to crash
The river still runs cold
The body turns to ash
Food on the table
In the street outside
There are people laughing there
But only tears inside
Caroline falls
Like a bird with a broken wing
Caroline falls
From a place that she might have been
Caroline falls
The river is running dry
Caroline falls
From a bed where she could not lie
The darkness surrounds the lake
When it’s cold
A feeling standing here
That we’re already growing old
A dream that has broken
a piece of the heart
The memory will fade
The faces torn apart
A walk with her
In the clouds and the rain
The places we would go
And cannot visit again
A crack is there
But don’t open the door
The faces of the past
Will wash up on the shore
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Being Human
Love each other
Show kindness
Reach out today and check in on a friend
They might really need it.