Like the Phoenix, I have lived long,
reinvented and rejuvenated from life
experiences, reborn in spirit, I ask; where
do I belong. I stand alone, lived things
that too many are unknown. Happiness
never found, worthless are my desires,
quiet kindling of the fires, burned by the
flame, born, dying, they are the same. I
want to believe that the angels will be
there and in their arms I will ascend, I want
to believe that time will live beyond the end.
©2014.annjohnsonmurphree
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I must say…this one really resonated with me…
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I am so glad, this is what I work for…a reason to continue when I receive comments such as this. Ann
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Only time will tell the outcome of this lovely lament. Nice work Ann.
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Thank you Mike. Ann
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Molto bello!
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🙂
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I felt your thoughts it seems as if I have them somewhere hidden so I don’t say out loud
Wonderful Ann….very real to me
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose
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And you matter to me. I believe many of us humans feel the same in some way connected in our thoughts. I feel that there is an invisible thread connecting all of us. Your comments are always uplifting. Hugs Ann
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