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| A 6 am hike. San Cipriano, Colombia |
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| "Li" |
We were once words whispered
When wanderers walked to
stop and talk of unwanted thoughts
Willingly whimsical
Watching woes flow down winding rivers
Wind kissed waters quiver
to the melancholy of morning
Warning signs of life arriving
Watch sorrow sigh as
Tomorrow dies
With death comes a newborn rising
Weakened will
Weakened will
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| "Without, within" |
Silent synergy springs forth
Timeless memory
Empty embers invent inspired fire dances
Shadows shake in shivering shapes
As walls await for the slip of a whisper
We were once these words of youth and yearning
Truth thru learning
Burning brandished marks on virgin skin
Worlds within
We speak volumes written in common language
Delve deep, seek and see
we share similar sorrows
Shaped by tomorrows built
by trials of today
May we praise this day!
Claim its cause and
belong in all it believes of us
For by fortnight
We won't be too weak to say
That though the day may dwindle,
We loved simple in each second
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| Luckily, due to digital technology the data on these photos say they are from 27/11/08. This note was written in the morning, on a river bank, on that day. |
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