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I miss your poems,
They make me smile and dream,
This is not the worst.
I miss your silent presence,
Your smile. Take care my friend.
Kong Bajie
12 Tuesday Jan 2016
Posted in Poésie
Hortus Closus
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Very beautiful.
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Very beautiful! Thanks for posting!
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Take care my friend…
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A life
Without poems
Is like
Living in a
Lifeless desert
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I have missed your words, the beautiful images that leave one breathless with their beauty and the inner peace from their messages that birth smiles in my heart! The winter is always hard for me with MS, and yet there are certain days when it feels like it is gone…and I am lifted twice in a day because of your poems embrace! Hugs my sister!
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Remote, not absent.
———
In the darkest night
We remember that the Sun
Is present, somewhere.
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