~ Welcome ~
Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
What was, is, always will
... sorry your heart is wrong
I have no more song... eddee shaw ~ 1108
Sorry your heart is wrong
I have no more song
for that which was real
could not be played with fiddle
reach in for my soul
touch me not in prurience
before it burns a hole
to what was, is, always will
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