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Whispers in a cloud
a thundering murmur yet so loud enlaced tight they were a veil tipping my rainbow Whispers of truce appearing on my shore what am I waiting for ? Over the mountain top so low the sun sets in dust shining its last glow as the day becomes undone Whispers so pure mastering my fate the sum of many mistakes Birds flew into their nest chanting back to these whispers of faith passing where I sat on the porch of summer’s eve Whispers of truth filled in love pervading from above A smooth caress in the breeze hugs me while I listen so pleased my heart in serenity an immmerged soul in whispers Whispers of you only for you whispers … forever Veroflame July 28th, 2005
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