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Melancholys Child

Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worths unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Friday, April 2, 2010. Through the open window i used to gaze. Into the depths of my hearts maze. Built my house on the rainbow. For the sun couldnt know. That I walked with the stars. Into the realm of love so far. Mirro.

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Because no body names a blog after themselves, I mixed it up a little. Sunday, 2 March 2014. I had such a moment this weekend. Rummaging in my shed for a bundle of pictures, I found a book I had forgotten all about. The marching band outside a window plays,. In the room above a man is laid -. In the heat of June. His lips are curled, his eyes so dry.

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Inflicted by a disease to start again from square one. Playing with a tambourine,balancing on a rope. circus boy hanging on, hanging to the hope. His head is weary with thoughts- cursing him to make mistakes. By the beach of pain and relief- his sand castles seem to disappear. Through the words of a smile- you words find the simplicity of pain. The notion of falling apart with the sky falling- he just seems to break and tear. Now is not the time to panic- we told him- now is the time to forget.

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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worths unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Friday, April 2, 2010. Through the open window i used to gaze. Into the depths of my hearts maze. Built my house on the rainbow. For the sun couldnt know. That I walked with the stars. Into the realm of love so far. Mirro.

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