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I see you, afar,
suspense weighs supreme.
I will wake soon,
finding it was a dream.

Why in this world,
have we now met,
when love or romance,
is not an issue?

For me or you,
friendship occurs,
when two souls meet.
It shouldn't be an issue,
in this, the life we lead,
for conversations are healthy,
no matter what you believe.

I speak of love.
She does not.
A friendship lost?
I think not.

Words spew forth,
from out my mouth.
Please warm up,
or I'm heading South.

When the Great Bird of Paradise,
visits you, putting to rest,
your minds notion
of being the best.

Want not,
are words to share.
Pay attention,
be aware.

Radom thoughts,
here once more.
I visit you
and love you more.

Here I am
on the edge of my bed,
with so many words,
still in my head.

Words of encouragement,
and words of love,
words of praise,
for he, up above.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Globular star cluster Omega Centauri, also known as NGC 5139, is 15,000 light-years away. The cluster is packed with about 10 million stars much older than the Sun within a volume about 150 light-years in diameter. It's the largest and brightest of 200 or so known globular clusters that roam the halo of our Milky Way galaxy. Though most star clusters consist of stars with the same age and composition, the enigmatic Omega Cen exhibits the presence of different stellar populations with a spread of ages and chemical abundances. In fact, Omega Cen may be the remnant core of a small galaxy merging with the Milky Way. Omega Centauri's red giant stars (with a yellowish hue) are easy to pick out in this sharp, color telescopic view.

Photo by Neil Corke

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I write in verse,
a sing, song sound,
music to me,
was lost now found.

Hello World,
look it's me.
I once was lost,
now I see.

My life, a joy,
not meant to be,
for it is you,
I want to see.

Youve changed,
these last three days.
Your calmer now,
a brand-new phase.

A crashing, crescendo,
as dawn makes its way,
to another cold morning,
with a sky so grey.

Sunshine tomorrow,
is what I heard.
We need some warmth,
cold mornings, are absurd.

When the moon
and sun's shadows collide,
we will go on a journey,
in space, a cosmic ride.

Soar past the planets,
of Jupiter and Mars,
amongst the constellations
of Orion's stars.

Lost in a maze,
of my own volition.
Looking for a panacea,
a home remedy solution.

The elixir of life,
nectar of the gods key,
for me it's time
for Jameson's Irish Whiskey.