The way she danced through life was poetry.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAutumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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