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The sky holds secrets
clouded and forgotten
worn with wind and frozen with the cold
but when the night falls, tears of joy come falling
falling to the soft and gentle earth

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Ode to a Twilight Sky

Ode to a Twilight Sky
By: Adam M. Snow

To bear witness to the beauty above,
to know it's everything one could love.
With the sights of the twinkling lights,

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The Star

The Star
By: Adam M. Snow

The star in the sky,
is evermore so bright.
It'll never fade away,
as it fills the sky with light.
It's something to reach for,
when you're awake or asleep.

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Auspicious of Nights

Auspicious of Nights
By: Adam M. Snow

On this auspicious of nights,
the children comes with fear delights,
awaken the infant, the newborn kin,
and open the world of pain within,
followed by all sins and sorrow,
as they wait to die this final morrow.

The wolves now vent, cry and howl,
as all children now gone on a prowl.
The moon once full now is shattered,

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Grey Sky's

There comes a time when everyone must make a Choice.

Like the Rain people don't like too much of it.

To me this is like saying "I only want a few sin's washed away".

But why?

Why not all sins!

Why must you decline what could be your last chance to rid you self of your sins?

All you do is stare at that damn contraction all day, waiting for the grey sky's to go away!

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Again

Again
By: Adam M. Snow

Again yet again I see you ponder;
as you wander away from me;
as I be to you but an echo among the wind.
Again I find myself longing for your touch;
and your warm gentle love so much.
Let us be yet another dream come true;
again let us be a wish upon a star in the sky of dark blue;
as we become yet anew, I stand here with you;

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Born of Serenity

Born of Serenity
By: Adam M. Snow

The sky dancers' dance,
for the flower's grace,
angel tears by chance,
falls upon a new born's face.
Open all eyes,
seeing the world anew,
get up and rise,
and dive into the ocean blue,
deeper to a whole new world,
seeing life unlike before,
with morning dews impearled,
gold becomes the shore.

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What an Age

What an Age
By: Adam M. Snow

What an age, to be young and full of life,
to live free with love and no strife.
To dream a land of pure imagination,
soaring on the wings of inspiration.

What an age, to feel joy and bliss,
and be greeted by butterfly kiss.
To see the world in a whole new way,
and live a life of peace everyday.

What an age, to dance and sing,