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Dreaming - by Tamara

We let the pigs cross by
They really can fly
The cow jumps over the moon
So soon
We find the magic bean
Good this may seem
You have not let us dream
That is the theme
So I will go count sheep
And so will little bo peep

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Summer time - by Tamara

Treasure cat smiles
Eye brows are raised
Grasp the sunshine
Falling upwards
A rainbow is formed
With love in twined

Life is everywhere
Summer has set
We meet again
Late night fires
Alive and bright

The summer breeze
Fresh and free
From dawn to dusk
Chances taken
Time well spent
Good bye summer

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Mind - by Tamara

I didn’t sleep.
Because you were on my mind,
Your words set on repeat,
I didn’t smell,
Because I didn’t want to inhale,
Last night’s intoxication,
I didn’t taste,
Because I didn’t want to swallow,
The flavour of regret,
I didn’t look,
Because I didn’t want to see,
Your perfect features,

I didn’t hear,
Because I didn’t want to listen,
To your deceiving voice,
I didn’t laugh,
Because I didn’t want to enjoy,
The time we share,
I didn’t love,
Because you left me behind,
Now you’re never on my mind,

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Energy - by Tamara

A cold wash of memory prickled my skin
I change paths earlier than necessary
Early so we can slow down together
The climb was pure magic
Its was a slight worth shouting about
This change boils within me
Slowly ducking into the shadows
Your scent still boarders the surface
This energy grips my body and mind

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12 Steps - by Tamara

It was upon the 2 of them
To trust the narrow tilted streets
Some are washed away
Who would want to die with that kind of anger? 
We waited in the hill town to get drunk
We were sick of being lusted at
So we dragged our sorry souls
Out of that crazy town

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Shadows - by Tamara

I am a shadow person watching for
morning somewhere
I fly far away, goldened by a
retreating sun
The lights and fires
Smoulder
The world goes away
the night has come
Who knows what might arise
The abstract moon brings life to my shadows
Behind the steel clouds,
a still storm is formed
The rain has ceased,
it came with sure suddenness
I am forced to hide behind objects,
forced to create shadows

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When God Makes You Wait - by Daniel Levesque

Struggle is abundant from the start to the finish, and a head start is irrelevant when you’re in an intermission with a heavy head, a broken heart and fractions of a soul, it’s not hard to see how we forget our roles because as life’s weight grows and there’s a raise in the stakes, its oftentimes hard to see why God makes you wait but take that time to grow, and take that time to heal, and when the path has been cleared, your way will be revealed take heed to recall the graces in life, there’s going to be…

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Ca$hing Thought$ - by Savi Hanning-Brown

Hello there, I’d like to introduce myself, In a metaphorical way; I want to elaborate on wealth, My words will slip through your mind with so much stealth, That you won’t notice chaotic thoughts driftin’ off of ya shelf, If you could explain to me, How someone can be so ignorant that it’s a pain to see, When they hide behind a disguise of there own suit & tie, Their bustin’ out lies from their right hand guy, When I catch him hiding behind his Benjamin’s he’ll act surprised, I show him that all he’s holding is paper, & he’s…

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Superstition Suicide - by Savi Hanning-Brown

I close my eyes and focus on the empty space in which my mind is confined, Where an open door is blocked by barricades - something undefined, A lit path to an answer in a web entwined - in which my blind footsteps are inclined, Fate redesigned; Tell me what it even means.. to have a “destiny”, How one could strongly believe that they can’t change it so intensely, Their cranium stuck around one idea - The aspect is born mentally, I like to think I create my own fluid escapes with words - Essentially; Fate and chance collide -…

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Cracked - by Sadye Butler

Our own daughter of truth runs a jagged line between us How do we fix her? How do you repair something as fragile as trust Without first having to bust open the opening that it all began with? Leaving you with a pile of frail angel’s dust Because in order to fix ourselves we had to combust everything she is Break her wings Bring her down So we can look into her eyes with sadness and despair Tell her that she doesn’t have to run because we’ll always be there But she notices the tilt to our heads The way…

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