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When the Village Danced
Church bells greet the dawn,Laughter gathers in the square—May has come again. Fresh bread scents the air,Children chase the morning… READ MORE
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A Friendship Born
Kindred Spirits In moments of solitude, lost in our thoughts,A chance encounter, where a connection is sought.Through the echoes of… READ MORE
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Still Riding the Roads of Love
The Girl in the Red Coat Love Is Like a ViolinThey say Love Is Like a Violin,Its sweetest music gently… READ MORE
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The Joys of Summers Lived
Generations Bloom I remember days of long ago,When summer’s magic seemed to glow.Barefoot adventures, fields and streams,We lived inside our… READ MORE
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Only the Dead Survive
The old men spoke of peace once more,As fresh-faced soldiers marched away,Beneath the weight of historyRepeating what it swore to… READ MORE
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Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
Shaped by the hands that work today.
No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.
Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
The future lives in what you do.
Poetry of Life 