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Read MoreThe Wind Cried MaryThe wind,called her nameand shewas then gone ..But a starwas born insteadand whileno one knows forcertain ..Just how many stars burn bright each and everysingle night ..Mark these wordsof mine myfriend, for anotherone shall surely shine...
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Thank you kindly Fia .. Neville 😎🌻👍
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This shines. Well done brother.
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Bless you brother T .. N 😎👍
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Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. I seen this happen with my grandparents on my mom’s side. My Nan passed first, and Pop went on for a few years without her. But he wanted to be with her, he was lost without her. I can relate. Thanks for sharing this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Many thanks indeed Damian 😎👍
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You have my tears… that final line was sudden and caught my heart completely. Thank You for sharing this with us Open and Raw (good title for a poem 🙂 ). This gem and masterpiece is not less than the previous one, each line is very special, cary the genuine of your emotions. I can’t really express how beautiful and special it is…Thank You again for sharing it with us🌸 please be well soon 🙏🏻💕
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I really can not thank You enough dearest Light💕 I so hope You know that .. 💛⭐🌻
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💖❤️💕🌺🌻⭐💛
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Checked .. 💖❤️💕🌺🌻⭐💛👍
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Check out Light💕 😊
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Read MoreThe air in the crypt wasn't just cold; it was a physical weight, pressing down my fedora deeper, heavy on my skull. Making the trench coat feel like lead. My client, Mr. Mortimer Ash, wanted "discreet inquiries," a laughably...
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Thank you, Harriet.
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Great piece dude, makes us think of black and white tv, Bogart meets Night Of The Living Dead
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Thank you,kindly.
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Read MoreIn the twilight I'll be jawing, unsaid words between my teeth,a phantom rhythm in the fading light as the sky exhales,its final, bruised purple breath, and I am left with the grit of all, I couldn't speak. My tongue, an anchor,...
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Read MoreStill Cold Under The CoatOh’ my love,how I must have changedsince we last    failed and so conspicuously ..You neverfaltered though or pausednor turnedaround for a final backward     glance did you ..Oh’ and neither did you dropeither of thoseelegant gloves...
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Beautifully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you kindly Damian 😎👍
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Tremendous work.
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Good of you to stop by Thomas .. Cheers, Neville 😎👍
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Read MorePerfectly still caught in the windsbeating slow with pulse of gales where time has paused like statues breath waiting to exhaleÂ
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This is so raw and open. I guess she wanted you to go on. Keep the memory in your mind but not a gravestone to visit.