
Where have I been all this time?
This mirror holds onto a life – a soul without an ache; eyes with peculiar tendencies in an age of fright. I’m a time dweller that never learned to speak. Behind me is a city dying but I’ve no care. I stand by the water for a sign of peace.
A man on the mountaintop blows his horn, sending out a flare but the sky’s ablaze. Waves flow backward, the fire’s burning bright. The city behind me is dead, but I’m alright.
I stand by the water with no attempt to hide.
A heart living beyond the sun sold the world to the man who lives within.
Love, Alyazya
Thank you for your post. You mention a city dying behind, yet, you stand “by the water looking for peace.” That is a powerful statement of hope. Only one who has hope in his/her heart can make this statement. Ray
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Thank you, Ray! The water has always meant peace to me but it never crossed my mind that the thought of standing by the water in this text came from a place of hope. I really appreciate your comment! Reading it from your perspective is a lot more heartwarming.
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This is really deep and written beautifully!
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Thank you!
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Very true, amazing piece
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Thank you 😊
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Wow, amazingly inspiring imaginary, keep it up, keep inspiring. 👏👏👏
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This is deeply spiritual, and keep standing by the water love
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Thank you
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love your imagery! You are talented, keep up the great work 🙂
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Thank you so much! Your comment means a lot to me.
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Very well done!
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Thank you, Jeremy 😊
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Beautiful writing.
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Thank you
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Write more, woman.
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