Loving

Loving and being loved is a memory. You’re consoled by the world turning, but it keeps going around to bring you back where you started.   Which Direction? One Life, Many Lives https://amzn.to/2oCftqV #poesia #poetry #loving #poeticlife #poems

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Dreams

Dreams come by night, distinct, often in color. By morning you open your eyes and they fade away. As the day unfolds their story evaporates, but anxiety remains: What message did they bring? Nothing Is Without Future https://amzn.to/2mImFVL 

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