Makalani

 This is the first of two character-themed songs, written for a musical that never happened.Never Remember Never RegretWalk and ride, ride and walkTry not to think and never talk.Anger, bitterness, grief – painful;Memories are so cruel and vengeful.Day and night try to forget,Never remember, never regret. She won't...

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 This is the first of two character-themed songs, written for a musical that never happened.Light Me a CandleI used to dream of being a hero,Going on adventures and journeying farFrom all the places I used to knowTo reach and touch a blazing star. But little did I think,...

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  I’m not much of a talker. No, say that differently: I almost never talk. But that’s fine – fine by me, fine by my friends. I don’t need many friends, you see. And the one’s that understand me, well, they’re my closest. My mom used to tell...

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To Be Made WholeThe goal in life is not to win,And failure not the foe.To lose the fight is not a sinTo learn that you don't know. But rather in each time you fallTo learn the how and why,And understanding rise 'gain tallAnd give another try. For what...

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  “Here I am,” the little voice whispered, followed at once by a laugh which rippled like watery bells into the surrounding light-scape. A mist of shimmering pastels cloaked the warm stillness, whispering blue, pink and yellow tendrils of feathery brilliance throughout a conscious void. “Down here,” the...

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"Don't you mean 'Easter Eggs'?" You ask.Nope! They're Valentine eggs.This year, I and a group of friends made Valentine boxes and filled each others' with candy.My box was a kleenex-box dragon named Achoo.So I decided to give themed presents. Each of the following golden eggs was filled with jelly...

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Forest AhmlathA Lament and ProphesyBy Vestra Tearflute, FD, yr 263Trees low moaning; windy sigh,Call of Hler-bird ringing high.Whispering rain-fall; rustling leavesBeneath the swaying golden eavesOf Forest Ahmlath – Land of Dreams. Water murmuring, trickling downThrough the grass where once was grown,Bright silver flowers of NihriethTo lift the air...

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  The glittering stars were mirrored in the maiden's sea gray eyes as she stood, gazing silently into the midnight sky. Although the celestial candles flamed steadily, unflickering and unchanging of their forms, in the maidens eyes they shimmered as the reflection of the stars shimmered that same...

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Sufficient GraceMy heart was black; my works were dustI deserved death for eternity.And though my God is holy and justHis grace is sufficient for me.Sufficient to cleanse; sufficient to saveMe from an everlasting grave.Sufficient to heal; sufficient to knowI will see His face – Sufficient grace. Yet though...

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Utmost HolinessBorne in a vision to the Temple I seeThe house of the Lord alight in glory,And entering there I behold on the throneHe who is Lord God Almighty alone.His face is so bright my eyes cannot bearThe gaze of those eyes that shining thereSpeak wonders of goodness,...

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 “Good afternoon,” the crisp, young voice said over her shoulder. Starting violently, Mrs. Prattle dropped the small pile of letters, her spectacles, and small pink handkerchief. She coughed and leaned forward against the mailbox, gasping as if unable to draw breath. The young voice spoke again: “Oh dear,...

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