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Read MoreJust push play and get into that time machineGo back to those days of youth and jubilanceRelive those moments that now seem like lost dreamsThe ones you once chased with sheer exuberance Remember those long nights when you stayed up...
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It’s one of those writes when the music in the night takes you back to those cherished recollections. I know we all have them.
Thank you sir.
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Make the writing the center is one of those ideas that you sit and think about what a poet or a writer does. It is their center. Interesting piece.
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Thank you Fia…
Much appreciated…
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hello dearest Cipher the message here is awesome and beauti❤️ful
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Awww…
Thank you Bren…
Got the warm n fuzzies…
<#3
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Beautifully penned, Wally. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you Damian. I’m trying more with a controlled syllable count. Glad you liked it.
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Fia Naturie posted in the group Music is Art
Had a pretty good day. So when this came on, I did get up and dance.
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I remember this. Being I’m a musician (50 years+) my first memories – music wise – were of Motown. Marvin Gaye (what’s goin on, inner city blues….) Diana Ross and the supremes (reflections) Stevie wonder (My Cherie amour, Superstition, Higher ground….) The staple singers (Respect yourself) …. I could go on. There was soul to the songs I…Read More
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Haha I will.
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Read MoreLiving this Dream Through the looking glass of The dream of: You. Sharp movement of pen upon pearl white page.You practice the practice of poetry, craft of crafts. Connecting to portals of existence, everywhere a window. Shutting out the sound of silence, accessing the words of the wilds, molding the...
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Beautifully penned, Wally. Excellent write with a healthy scoop of nostalgia my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian