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Tender Tuesday
Try a little tenderness… The world grows harsh and cold with every click and tick of tech and clock and sands slipping through our hands fall to the ground without a sound no whimper no moan alone trampled by the cruel heel of Apathy.. the Forgotten Cheryl KP copyright words and image 2019
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Sweet Captivity
Somewhere~ in the silent breath twixt unconcious bliss and first morning light’s dewy kiss my soul stands still, my mind’s free will unfettered by the constraints of cruel convention, what strange dimension of perfect comprehension, the bliss of awakening. Gone the phantasm of night, its war of demons driven back by crystal shards of daylight~…
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Show Me The Way
Every night I say a prayer….
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What Matters…
What we hold in the palm of our hands, delicate gift, the heart understands. What we possess but forget in the wake of regret withers in shadow of doubt. Fragrant remains of desire, kindling for funeral pyre, The bits that you clutch, have so numbed your touch, while faint memory lingers I slip…
Dreaming Reality 
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