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@hanftjulie

Best Selling Author/Writer**I hope you read what I write*When my words resonates with you it causes God & I To Dance! My Trademark "Writing By The Sea"

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In this world, we love and breathe, Chasing dreams, our hopes beneath. Deaths embrace, both near and far, Yet in these sweet moments, you were the star. Only with you could I find my pulse. How long----How long--- Does the heart break. I cherish the gift of breath, and I fear the

In this world, we love and breathe,
Chasing dreams, our hopes beneath.
Deaths embrace, both near and far,
Yet in these sweet moments, you were the star.
Only with you could I find my pulse.
How long----How long---
Does the heart break.
I cherish the gift of breath, and I fear the
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I found someone who loved the lines On my hands, and wanted to know The stories behind them. I found someone who loved the ocean Like I did, and saw that reflection of Blue in my eyes. I found someone who loved me too My very bones and the skin I live in. Oh, how he touched

I found someone who loved the lines
On my hands, and wanted to know
The stories behind them.
I found someone who loved the ocean
Like I did, and saw that reflection of 
Blue in my eyes.
I found someone who loved me too
My very bones and the skin I live in.
Oh, how he touched
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Calling out for another dream--- As time has weathered away--- The truth is plain to see, That I just can’t let it be. I will never forget your face As your time was ending. I can’t forget tomorrow, Because you’re gone. The night is quiet, But my heart is not. It leans into the

Calling out for another dream---
As time has weathered away---
The truth is plain to see,
That I just can’t let it be.
I will never forget your face 
As your time was ending.
I can’t forget tomorrow,
Because you’re gone.
The night is quiet,
But my heart is not.
It leans into the
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Let’s dive into the fire, Surrender to the flames. You begin to transform Your deepest fears. It is here where your Power lies--- It is here that your Strength is found. Come closer to the Fire as its flames grow Ever higher--- For you are the whole Damn fire. I was born with

Let’s dive into the fire,
Surrender to the flames.
You begin to transform
Your deepest fears.
It is here where your
Power lies---
It is here that your
Strength is found.
Come closer to the
Fire as its flames grow
Ever higher---
For you are the whole
Damn fire.
I was born with
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There is a pool of water, left by the tide, I feel myself hanging onto its edge. I know what my heart is like since you died. It’s like I am filled with broken pieces From a cracked heart. I can feel my pulse through my fingers, They are beating so quickly I can’t Count the

There is a pool of water, left by the tide,
I feel myself hanging onto its edge.
I know what my heart is like since you died.
It’s like I am filled with broken pieces
From a cracked heart.
I can feel my pulse through my fingers,
They are beating so quickly I can’t
Count the
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There is a pathway of tears that fall Like mini waterfalls, sliding down My body, splattering drops that dribble Down the course of my veins. On this pathway is love from The inside of my heart. Dreams now, that are torn apart. Eyes that have tears through Division, here in

There is a pathway of tears that fall
Like mini waterfalls, sliding down
My body, splattering drops that dribble
Down the course of my veins.
On this pathway is love from
The inside of my heart.
Dreams now, that are torn apart.
Eyes that have tears through
Division, here in
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The creeping of pain is my solace, Within its fire it lights up smoke, Set with thought in motion. In this wind of imagination The pain will never go away. The night is my refuge, for during The day, around others, I cannot Cry or show my pain. Sometimes at night these tears Are

The creeping of pain is my solace,
Within its fire it lights up smoke,
Set with thought in motion.
In this wind of imagination
The pain will never go away.
The night is my refuge, for during
The day, around others, I cannot
Cry or show my pain.
Sometimes at night these tears
Are
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I’m taking all my sorrow, To my own home. It’s changing--- Trying to change everything around me. This path is filled with brush and bark, And I take a stick to clear it all out of the way. Brushing one hand against the other To clear all the fragments. All the roadblocks of this

I’m taking all my sorrow,
To my own home.
It’s changing---
Trying to change everything around me.
This path is filled with brush and bark,
And I take a stick to clear it all out of the way.
Brushing one hand against the other
To clear all the fragments.
All the roadblocks of this
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When I deliberately avoided the puddles in the tide flats, I saw the mystery, the pain of heartbreak, Of letting life go, before it’s going to be high tide. Setting you free was the hardest of emotions I Have ever felt. I have a mouth to scream, yet nothing comes out. So, I let

When I deliberately avoided the puddles in the tide flats,
I saw the mystery, the pain of heartbreak,
Of letting life go, before it’s going to be high tide.
Setting you free was the hardest of emotions I
Have ever felt.
I have a mouth to scream, yet nothing comes out.
So, I let
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LIMITS Am I chasing my limits--- Or are my limits chasing me. There are doors in my life that I have shut and Will never reopen--- Some give me the courage to cross the limit. It teaches me to overcome fear, To never give up and burn a new fire. The sky is the ground for flyers.

LIMITS

Am I chasing my limits---
Or are my limits chasing me.
There are doors in my life that I have shut and
Will never reopen---
Some give me the courage to cross the limit.
It teaches me to overcome fear,
To never give up and burn a new fire.
The sky is the ground for flyers.
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Memories run wild during the night, Turning out to be an inner fight, My mind always goes back to you, Sometimes it’s a struggle and Sometimes it reminds me of our love. I don’t know if the fight is remembering, Or not wanting to let go of the pain. My heart flies higher, when I

Memories run wild during the night,
Turning out to be an inner fight,
My mind always goes back to you,
Sometimes it’s a struggle and
Sometimes it reminds me of our love.
I don’t know if the fight is remembering,
Or not wanting to let go of the pain.
My heart flies higher, when I
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YOUR EYES Those eyes of yours were a window to your soul. Capturing the depth, beauty, and mystery That is found in your features The intensity of a look from you, had a unique Power into your emotions. Your passion glistened through when you Looked at me, and it had a profound

YOUR EYES

Those eyes of yours were a window to your soul.
Capturing the depth, beauty, and mystery
That is found in your features
The intensity of a look from you, had a unique
Power into your emotions.
Your passion glistened through when you
Looked at me, and it had a profound
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Never stop making love. It was as calm as a steady current, And it was as powerful as a crashing wave, But it never ceased its journey. Our love making was persistent, A fire that has withstand time and distance, A source of light and warmth. The fire was sudden from that very

Never stop making love.
It was as calm as a steady current,
And it was as powerful as a crashing wave,
But it never ceased its journey.
Our love making was persistent,
A fire that has withstand time and distance,
A source of light and warmth.
The fire was sudden from that very
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The reflections of my own life are complex, By the guidance of what my eyes have seen. Platinum blonde hair and glasses--- Wrinkles etched on worries hands--- Head bent to the right from a car accident. Hoping on hope in the reflections that I’ll Pass through yet another

The reflections of my own life are complex,
By the guidance of what my eyes have seen.
Platinum blonde hair and glasses---
Wrinkles etched on worries hands---
Head bent to the right from a car accident.
Hoping on hope in the reflections that I’ll
Pass through yet another
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You are my blue crayon--- The color of the sea, That I never have enough of. A dash of color is like a heartbeat. It’s the color of my thoughts. It’s where I let the flames take Hold, which takes us higher Into the sky of blue. In a heartbeat, it races, Through the touch of my

You are my blue crayon---
The color of the sea,
That I never have enough of.
A dash of color is like a heartbeat.
It’s the color of my thoughts.
It’s where I let the flames take
Hold, which takes us higher
Into the sky of blue.
In a heartbeat, it races,
Through the touch of my
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WINGS A flutter to her core, like wings unseen, An exquisite dance of nerves, where joy and fear blend together. Hundreds of tiny tremors, a sweet electric hum, Her hearts soft melody, when the love inside sings its song. Tingling sensation of butterflies fluttering inside her

WINGS

A flutter to her core, like wings unseen,
An exquisite dance of nerves, where joy and fear blend together.
Hundreds of tiny tremors, a sweet electric hum, 
Her hearts soft melody, when the love inside sings its song. 
Tingling sensation of butterflies fluttering inside her
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AT NIGHT AT A QUARTER TO THREE My love, you’re gone, And my world is stripped bare. Every breath is a struggle, A heaviness in the air. Our rhythm is broken, And losing its way. Spending the days like a ghost in life, As the world demands to rise above the strife. You’re gone

AT NIGHT AT A QUARTER TO THREE

My love, you’re gone,
And my world is stripped bare.
Every breath is a struggle,
A heaviness in the air.
Our rhythm is broken,
And losing its way.
Spending the days like a ghost in life,
As the world demands to rise above the strife.
You’re gone