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yours

Posted on February 3, 2015 by jaybeasley2

When there was a time for these things we designate as worthy and that Time is now. To prepare would’ve made it Seem like what has happened was what we Saw coming. I checked, there was no past If this … Continue reading →

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hm

Posted on January 16, 2015 by jaybeasley2

making sure that I get in one really good long prayer to be safe before venturing out because I have gotten far on foot and know that there is even longer to go before returning home the talk we had … Continue reading →

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Purpose and pleasure

Posted on September 28, 2014 by jaybeasley2

Playing on a lovely day Using what is left of the light Right when the storm is coming Placing my hand on yours is what I need Once I come back to the fire Symbolizing our happiness Evoking passion I … Continue reading →

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Road

Posted on August 14, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I cannot explain Unless I compare it all to sound Because our holding Hands while I give you time Is a litany of volcanic hymn While the flavor of our Just letting the river of darkness Take over our car … Continue reading →

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29th

Posted on June 24, 2014 by jaybeasley2

you couldn’t have seen through my eyes, but if you had that ability you would observe the thirteen bears juggling a sofa on a rollercoaster that was the life I lead the attitude was fierce on a backseat fire these … Continue reading →

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pace

Posted on June 24, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I saw you like a laminated letter, the message was there but the text was not clear, a mess of the ink becoming lost in the meaning but not a single word made clearer in the ways that a person … Continue reading →

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could u cloud

Posted on May 10, 2014 by jaybeasley2

having a night far from this but home before the last lightning strike when a smell of fresh rain fall is in the air a cool sound of a very tiny waterfall and a thousand little splashes grind down along … Continue reading →

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