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Transmutasie. (Terugblik) deur geweekte oë, lig my terugblik na oombklikke moeilik om te sluk flitse uit ñ “ Steven king roman “ vryf giggel-grillerig aan ñ traan oor my wang drogbeelde draf koggellend spottend om-en-om al h u p p e l l e n d herhinneringe vat-vat aan my gesonde sin geslote hart weet ek,  ek-is-die-Here-sin gebroke kind nou wen-vrou transmutasie soos ñ skoenlapper se transformasie weet ek, ek is nog nie klaar nie stuk-stuk bou aan beeld en eer staande staan in trots en trotseer weerlose verloorder nou formeerder van hoop verminder na hoop vermeerder Here (h i e r  i s  s y) ,  U kind die (getransformeerde).
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Limerence. for my dear, patient, loving husband. Unfalible, enduring, undefeated, Persistent, Words that would describe, A love that a man refused to hide, Patiently waiting, Wanting, longing... For her eyes to once again gaze upon him Lovingly. Believing, Even though days became months, Months became years, Holding onto the memory of a once perfect Love, "Limerence" On wings of heaven send blessing, Her eyes now again gaze upon him, A light of forgiveness shining, The light of love shining again. How deeply precious it is, The mere thought ... His every heartbeat beats to love and adore her, His every breath a sigh of thanks, For he gets to spend another day holding her Heart in his hand, How his love flows through her veins, Strengthening her very core, Healing, empowering powerful love. The love of her man. She hugs the wonderful emotion, Keeps it close to her heart, Hears God whisper.... Embrace what is given, Hold it dear

Loud Whisper

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Loud Whisper. wide -eyed, teary-eyed which tear was counted every time i cried heartless or just thoughtless? I'd like to scream i'd like to shout only a whisper slips out can't go back to the girl I was past scatttered like broken glass how ever so haunting the reflection of the  girl I use to be. I'd like to scream i'd like to shout only a whisper slips out can't go back to the girl I was past scatttered like broken glass copyright:  Bernadette Barnardt