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- The Dare at allpoetry
The tug of war raging on for centuries
Continues against the backdrop of my cracked soul
- The Last Little Flower at allpoetry
The unopened rose bud sang,
Coughing up the words when vocal harmony failed - Rose Colored Past at allpoetry
In the warm embrace of the rosy past / Dreams flourish and dance / Sensuously clouds glide by / Disguising the hurt so long ago felt / Now sublimely changed / / I am the dancer / Dancing to a tune only I know
