Category: Poem
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Secret Garden

There is a secret garden, in my heart of hearts. Where all my hopes are hidden, where dreams are ripped apart.
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Stones

You have yours ready, You just want to throw There is your target, Someone you don’t even know.
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My Dream Job…

My dream is to be a writer, Sharing what I know. Giving life to words on page, Tellings tales where I go.
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No Room

Remember the scene described in the bible that very first Christmas; Mary and Joseph on their way to Bethlehem for the census.






