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Sonnet 107Where shall I find thee when mine heart dost call? As when long winters leave ye trees so bare, Thine absence causes mine poor leaves to fall, When sunlight from thine presence they prefer. Ye winds of winter art so harsh and coldSonnet 107
And blow in birds which hardly take thine place. These tears of rain encourage buds to grow, Hence thou arrive like spring's returning grace. Most tranquil art mine spirits filled with bliss! Bright colours and sweet fragrances surround Mine mind most satisfied in knowing this: An ever constant love hath I now found. As long as green retur


Itinerant WindMemories are painful to me. I dread them, Try to ignore them, Though I've hardly experienced anything to dread. I must be crazy: Each scent, song, shirt, car, movie Reminds me of someone long gone Or of a first time. Do I miss my past? Old companions? Do certain things remind me of anxious times? Do I simply not want to grow up? Maybe all of it is true simultaneously. I throw my memories and thoughts into the itinerant windItinerant Wind


To KnowYou don't realize how much you mean (to me) How are you always there, As if you know (before hand) when myTo Know
mind collapses, heart bleeds, soul longs for commemmoration? Only you can rid my body of its other being Sometimes I confuse my facade with my inhabitant. You know truth. And so I admire all that you are with my deepest respects of life, of love, of spirit. I was relieved to discover you respect yourself, knowing who you are, &nbs
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~ Caleyndar
Bishies + Yaoi + Sadomasochism = Divinitas
You are deserving of
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Without the darkness, there can be no light. Without the light, there can be no dark. Between, there casts the shadow. I am that shadow.
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/Xta/
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Don’t wound what you can’t kill.
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