
Fantasy and Fact
Fantasy is but facts gone astray. Random memories, pieced together in new ways. An illusion of what truth should be, if it were true and...
Fantasy is but facts gone astray. Random memories, pieced together in new ways. An illusion of what truth should be, if it were true and...
Flowers Past Your smile, your laughter, your gentle presence, captured in a tiny package. Softly you sat across the room. “Endless questions I have for...
Flies on my window You flew in my window, buzzing around my head. I didn’t ask for your presence or the thought of you in...
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