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Please take a seat and enjoy the view
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Everything is so alive, that I can be alive
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Evening Meditation
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Waiting for spring to arrive
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in the Garden of Eden
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The true poem rests between the words. .. Vanna Bonta
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Of shadow recently fleeing
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remembering winter
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Long after it was heard no more.
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The Lonely Bench series
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A whisper of winter
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Two benches
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On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations
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.. nonpareil ..
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Waiting
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If thou must love me, let it be for nought except for love's sake only
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locution
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beginnings
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In the course of the day we shall meet one another
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Where is Heaven?
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The Enchanted Forest series
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Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers,but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms.
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The Lonely Bench series
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A seat of learning
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The Lonely Bench series
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Through gazing on the unquiet sky
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Wandering by lone sea breakers, and sitting by desolate streams
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I was relaxed sitting in a corner ; suddenly the sorrow of Love arrived and it revealed everything.
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Where does the real poetry come from?
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To stop without a farmhouse near
