dreams
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I have forgotten to tell you my name You may have seen me through the window The shop windows after the shop has closed dreaming of outside from where you’re looking in the dreams of my childhood are kept in the back behind a secret latch, a secret doorway Through which would I let wrong…
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The dock, it washed away in the flood I thought that you would stay But these tears are real, rolling down my face And all I can do is cry. Invited you in, longer than a dream, meant so much more to me than to deny I feel your arms around my sides and all…
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www.gofundme.com/anitalorrainemusic Poem about the process and #SurrenderingtotheSacred continued from the last episode to catch yall up: The Mystery Still They used to call that old white lightning “moonshine” in these hills How many lips of other those words or family ties it breaks and kills Strawberry apple pie or dark cherry kinds But I found…
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I am sitting here in the General Store of Saxapahaw.. most likely only a few days from the beginning of my Moon.. I know this because I am crying and sniffling out of nowhere. Roy Orbison came on the speaker set and I started slightly bawling. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbxsmcT7GOk The next song was Under The Boardwalk http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iyzCccndc2w…
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I watched the Presidential State of the Union address last night, and went to bed rather deflated. I was impressed by his bold nature, but I wish he would have talked about Syria and all the violence going on around the world. Drones would have been a topic I would have liked to hear more…
anita lorraine moore 