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| 'Raining Flowers' by Trish |
the lovely flowers, as they fall.
Colors endlessly parade, before my eyes,
raining endlessly from a wondrous colored sky.
Where have all the dark clouds gone?
for so long they were the melody to my song.
But no more, of the twisted charade it seems.
Only in peace, and the perfume of prayer, rest my dreams.
Tushie
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