Read your stuff, you old softie.
The lighning strike should have killed you and the word is 'beneath' and not 'under'.
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Hi Lazarus, Your book "I Waited and You Didn't Come" is heartfelt and nice.
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The first one reminds me of the beautiful innocent chidhood where everything seems possible and the pure, untainted desires that we have. The second is an extremely overwhelming compostion in which even though the boy is completely broken on the inside but never loses hope .
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Thanks for reading
Very touching and beautiful poetry Laz!
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Thanks Tonya
Oh what beautiful poems, the second one was a bit sad and I could picture him sitting on the bench waiting.
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Thanks Jenna.
Hello Lazarus
Two beautiful poems, which tell of hope and the dream of freedom. I liked both very much and I enjoyed reading them.
Greetings from Switzerland, Evi
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Hi Evi. Thanks.
Good to see you're writing again, Laz. These two little slices of lives are a great introduction back into the work all your friends and coming friends here can enjoy. Excellent!
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You're the artist painting a scene with words. Bravissimo!
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Thanks Dave.
Both of these bring out many different emotions
I really liked your stories....I look forward to your next body of work....Be blessed, Danny
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Thanks.
I've about a hundred here already.