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Chère C.,
Yes, heartfelt (says Damian), and I won’t disagree.
I sincerely hope that you’ll encounter things that makes your heart stay.
You deserve it!
Love your writes.
Warm regards, Gus
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Read MoreAmongst the silver drops of rainI heard the silent water hissInvited with a hazy holdAnd a pull of a longing kiss. Wrinkled layers she then removedHeavy onto the floor they landKneeling down onto her two kneesMy pole she squeezed in...
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Well…well. what kind of shower is this?
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the kind you go out dirtier then you come into
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Omg. Love it
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Oh my…..gives a whole new meaning to a ‘shower head’.
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Thanks Peter… every shower should have a head
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Pluming?! I didn’t know this is what they call that … live and learn
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Read MoreMy body is a sunken mausoleum. Within is a ghostly spirit who's restless. Sunken as my once youthful plump cheeks. Within is a reticent tongue that lashes no more. Youthful blushes replaced by the cold purple of twilight. The twilight...
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Life has taken all the youth from you. Sad piece. But done well
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This is a touching dark and sad, but as always beautifully written piece, dear Daniel!
To me, wrinkles are first of all a sign of a life that has been lived. Shared joy and enthusiasm, and the hardships which came with new opportunities to grow, as well.-
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As always, vielen dank! I’m still young but I feel sad and alone. Writing is my only way to vent now.
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Read MoreI was wandering through a forest of skeletal trees and the misty vagueness of life when the flamelight of the candle in my hand was overmatched by the dawning sun that has illuminated a once dark world. As if my heart's compass...
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. A very heartfelt write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian