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  A Little Fine-Tuning
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A Little Fine-Tuning

A little less anger………………A little more self-confidence Less wit…………………………Lots more laughter A little less fear…………………A little more faith Tone down the bass…………….Bring up the triangle A little less intensity……………A little more acceptance Fewer smirks……………………Just a couple more smiles A little less smartness……………A little more wisdom Less passion……………………..More emotion A little…

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And Then Again..

And in those grand old days when we laughed for attentionAnd suppressed our smiles into thin lines for humourAn unsmiling, unparalleled stare captivated usCompelling us to stay And we followed, hypnotizedby that novel concept of cold independenceThat we imagined it meant We often wondered why we were heldRelentlessly, while we…


  The Old Mill
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The Old Mill

More intelligent minds than mineHave spokenEverything of consequence saidNow I speak my unimportant bit Never saw the sky this blueBroken shells hint at the ideaOf something that wasAnd has passedLike time whispering Footprints on sandJust before the tide washes inAren’t uglyNeither is the old mill. If you liked this post,…


  Lost Soul
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Lost Soul

Soulful is how I first described your eyesAnd souls don’t ever die, you know I’ve been reading you for a long time nowYou’ve been letting me look right into youAnd glimpse serene Wonderland through your eyes. You weren’t born to be world-weary or even worldly-wisePlease, don’t grieve so much… I…