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    Beauty in your soul
    The depth of a thousand
    Unbelievable presence
    I'm surrounded, by love and nature
    Breathing in your bliss
    Dreams of a bird
    I've grown to miss
    Judge due to my own sight
    Weighed down by the weight
    Of my own plight
    And if I could ever be there again
    Well, I just might

  • #2
    A true beauty this poem is! I like the subtle rhyme between "thousand" and "surrounded" in the first 4 lines, that do not have rhyming ends. When rhymes arrive a little later (bliss-miss, sight-plight-might) it works very well, like a breath of fresh air.

    Thank you for sharing!

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    • #3
      At times, it is the memories that sustain us. This is one such - scripted in a wonderful way. Thanks. Xom.

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