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Season Of The Dreaming Witch
Summer steps closer with every sunset. I let myself lose consciousness, driven closer to dawn and another day to be knocked down in my pursuit of the power of love. I will see you at Summer, my sweet saviour, so sure if it, I am, like the sadder but wiser green puppet that plays among…
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Forecast
The leaves are threatening to fall again, dreich days replace the summer haze that I barely noticed until it was all I needed, and then, suddenly, the sun was nowhere to be seen, and the leaves leapt from the trees. This does not bode well.
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Seasons Change
Orange trees, leaning against the horizon, days tire and go home sooner, our world famous rainy days have returned. I thought about the wasted summer, how I barely made friends with the sun, we were shy acquaintances, and now I can barely see her face. I drink hot chocolate, as the trees in my yard…
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Summer Nights
The summer nights are long and light, I used to love them, sitting with the sun, but now, the never ending daylight won’t let me rest, keeping me awake, and aware, of how solitary the summer becomes, when my heart is a hostage, that can never come home again. Maybe, one day, the sun and…
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Midsummering
Hey, sweet boy, you think you’re the devil, I don’t dare tell you the truth, because I like to let you dream, and just like me, you need to see yourself, through a certain frame, waiting for yourself to be the worst, so you can strive and thrive, for something else. So, I let you,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 