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• To write again the poem that has never been heard–where lives are filled with time’s lost gold, feet at rest on the worn doorstep of love.
• Between the gold, between the blood, where the word between loses its meaning, the whole of life sets sail on a full tide. ~ Landar
• Grey-lit sun, miles of sky; alone a small bird touches lips with the wind.~ Landar
• A soft coat of wind, tree-lined sun; blackbird sings my heart across the air.. ~ Landar
• Night opens. Stars pour in. Wind and rain shine as dreams in clear sky will do.. ~Landar