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Seventeen Syllable Stories.

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January 29, 2018
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Tiny bits of truth

The words so rarely spoken

Hidden in three lines


Through the fog and gray

There is only more darkness

Where your hope gets lost


There is beauty still

when the world seems cold and grey

in the clear, crisp sky


If only each day

Could hold all the quietude

Of weekend mornings


Time might ebb and flow

But years never cease to turn

And the spiral grows


Years build onto year

Until time loses meaning

Or we lose it first


In the endless sky

Hope and promise lay in wait

Just beyond our reach


Just another day

But a chance to start anew

To try, and try again


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0 Heart it! G Sweez 147
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Pamala Gifford Jan 29, 2018 11:48am

Love the way these are tied together.

Jen Schwartz Jan 30, 2018 11:14am

Beautiful! I could read these all day! <3

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