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Profession computer support
Do you want children? Undecided/Open
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About Me
Incomplete
simple twist of the light,
angles that dance in and out of view,
each paints a new picture,
bearing a different shade of future.
your eyes drift among them,
a lingering image.
the light circles within,
slipping through the choices.
in the morning a new song will play,
taking my thoughts lower,
tonight my voice holds each fraction,
drifting over the notes to find a fit.
tomorrow is a fickle thing,
slipping through the darkness,
ghosts and whispers,
waiting to fall into form.
they breathe possibilities in my mind,
each falling through my grasp,
fluttering wild in the dark of uncertainty,
hinting of who I see in those eyes.
First Date
lets talk about this one ;) it changes from day to day, person to person... as it should ;)
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