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Beneath the sun’s warm, golden kiss,A sandy haven of tranquil bliss,The rhythmic waves, a soothing hiss,Beachful serenity, life’s gentle abyss. Bronzed grains beneath bare feet,Seagulls dance, a coastal beat,Ocean whispers, a melody sweet,Beachful reverie, where worlds meet. Tide-kissed shores in hues of blue,Seashells tell tales, both old and new,Footprints in the sand, a transient view,Beachful…
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In holiday’s bustling embrace,Family gathers, now a familiar face,Yet, proximity breeds a subtle trace,Nerves that fray, breaking the delicate space. Around the table, where laughter once weaves,Closeness sometimes deceives,Tempers flare like autumn leaves,A dance of discord, as tension cleaves. Under twinkling lights and festive décor,Bickering whispers begin to soar,Quirks magnified, patience long wore,Love endures, somewhere…
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In the aftermath of festive cheer,A hangover of indulgence near,Overeating’s heavy toll we now bear,A banquet’s aftermath is made quite clear. The stomach groans, a plaintive sound,A feast so grand, now left us tightly bound,Leftovers linger on sides around,A culinary joy, seemed so profound. The excess echoes in each sigh,A sluggish, overstuffed reply,Overindulgence meets our…
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Beneath the tinsel’s glittered sheen,Lies the weight of yuletide dreams,Expectations, heavy it seems,Like laden branches, evergreen. In gift-wrapped parcels, hopes we tie,Each ribbon a whispered sigh,Anticipation soaring high,Yet burdened by a wishful cry. The pressure builds as the day draws near,To fulfill the joy we hold so dear,Wrapped in traditions, crystal clear,Yet expectations cast a…
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In lists of wishes, dreams unfurlEach desire, a wrapped-up pearlMaterial wants, like a swirling danceIn gift-wrapped boxes, we find romanceYet tangled in wants, we take a chanceFor joy resides in the heart’s own trance The world wrapped in a festive glowBeneath the tree, gifts in a rowYet in the bounty, a truth is spunThat happiness…
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As the clock ticks its final refrain A symphony of freedom beginsUnfettered by the workday’s chainA dance of joy, as the clock grinsAround the cooler, camaraderie spinsThe year concludes, a victory to claim The hands align, a moment to savor No more meetings, no more toil Released from the day’s tight behavior Around the water…
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The power of hopeIgnites the soul, a flame now aglow,The beacon in the darkest night,It guides us through the ebb and flow,A steadfast anchor, firm and tight,In its embrace, we find our scope. The strength of a single personResides within ourselves – such a potent force,A reservoir of courage deep,Against life’s storms, a steadfast course,In…
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Sold as a time of merry joy,Under the surface, tis’ quite the ploy.Ones happiness’ measure,Told by the depths of their wallets treasure. Corporate greed the victor,As anxiety posed as a boa constrictor.Love shown not by affection,By by the spread of our selection. This holiday season,Remember to use reason.Make time for family and friends,And let your…
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In this garage the echoes of engines long fixed now persist,A mechanic stands, hands adorned and grease-kissed,Worn overalls, a lifetime spent deep in gears,Retiring proud, as the end nears. Tools laid down, a symphony of clinks,Wrenches and ratchets, each memory links.A life in oil, for an engine’s embrace,Now stepping back, leaving a well-earned trace. The…
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In a quiet town where the gumtrees sway,A solitary soul finds solace each day.A homestead stands, weathered and worn,A loneman’s abode, in solitude, reborn. Living alone, In an old house that moans,A freedom embraced, in the vast unknown. In the city’s heart, neon lights ablaze,A solitary figure, lost in the maze.Cinema alone, in the city’s…
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