Harrowed meads of wisdom
dried growing power
coloured from shady patterns
from the past.
Brittle is that flower
whose leaves
are never reached by the sun.
Perceptible premonitions
about real existence
make the voices of hope
adjusted
to the conceivable.

Susanne Palm 1997

"Dare to Discover Your Feelings".

Happiness, sadness, anger and pride;
Some I'd rather keep inside.
Courage, curiosity, joy, and woe;
Some times I just wish I'd know.
What to let out, what to keep in.
Someone tell me where to begin.
I dare to discover more feelings inside;
Which ones to let out,
Which ones to hide.

Todd

Love me the most when I deserve it the least because then I need it the best!

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