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This Fine Morning
I Was Floating On My Bed
I Was Swept On Sparkling Waves
While Giants
Stomped Outside Of
My Window
My Heart Open
Not Ready Yet
I'm Always So Late
Wherever They Wait For Me
To Find
Your Words
Always The Best Gift
A Miracle
Of Miracles
A Reason
For Waking Up
Our Souls Are Giants
Our Hearts
They're Huge
We're Just
A Few Steps

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Comments (1)

effusive, confident and full of hope, nice lines capture the mood very well... almost leave one a bit breathless..... hey stand someplace near the bridge of sighs, and read my poem of the same name.... :)