
Eyes left wondering,
dreams waiting for release
listen to the rhythm of the
heart, pulsing with
passion.
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–Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness

Eyes left wondering,
dreams waiting for release
listen to the rhythm of the
heart, pulsing with
passion.
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–Alina