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    Phantom Scent

    ...lost in time with the phantom scent of woodsmokeand iron as the chariot carries me home to bonesof archeology in the archives of the Lenovoattached to the distant drums of algorithmsspeaking in tongue with the phantom scent...

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    Buh Dum Dum

    you are the song I used to listen to that went dah dum  buh dum  dum I will carry it with me slowly forgetting it some small part of my brain remembering the lyrics until I stumble  again upon it with my music on shuffle and hear the chorus that once I  loved

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    Each Breath

    Echoes being chronicles of the souleach breath, a story to a weaverof joy to unfolda testament to the path takenuntil in silence one is aloneeach step a stone

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    bouquet

    a shaded afternoon, a flowering treestanding beneath her a giant bouqueta divine promise one day you'll marry meromantic understanding in a momentI'm too small currently perhaps when I growshe provides me an oasis from the sunshinea place to contemplatewe...

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    Still

    I still think about you I know I don’t have the right But I said I cared and whether you realize it  or not I consider that a promise

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    • Hi again, Lady Green 🌺

      One most important aspect of relationships, I’ve learned, is: whether it’s a wedded, loving, caring, and/or friendship that’s merely casual, etc; is that they come with no guarantee, whatsoever.
      I’ve always subscribed to the notion that the more one puts into anything, the greater chance of succeeding.
      But, and this is a big “BUT” … after stubbing enough toes, weathering too many heartaches, etc; it all too often becomes more and more arduous to offer all of one’s self so freely and hopefully. We tend to become a bit discouraged, reluctant, and weary of who, why, and when we do.

      “Still,” our need to care, love, and give, to be cared for, to be loved, and given to keep us continually revived, and we persevere … albeit, a bit wiser from each “promised” broken vow.

      Yes, I, too, believe when you say, “I care,” it’s a promise, and a promise is a promise, after all, until you wear out don’t anymore.
      Beautiful Free Versing, Green … got me t’thinkin’, and love it! ⁓ Rascal🖌

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