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( votes)In Frequency
written by: DedHedpoet
@dedhedpoet
He found himself
Lost in her insanity
Where their souls
Drifted on an emerald current
Two no more, clinging
Holding steadfast, revolving
In frequency as one.
Clarity, revealing
Signs left on walls
That once fortified, now encased
Speaking without deviation
After long years of silence
He heard her song
In frequency as one.
(C) 2017 Dedhedpoet
Andrea Travis
Dedhedpoet
Dedнedpoeт™ ιѕ Aυтнor Andrea Travιѕ. I aм a ғreelance wrιтer and poeт. I ѕтυdy poeтry and proѕe. I aм cυrrenтly worĸιng on a ғew ιdeaѕ ғor тнeмe вaѕed poeтry collecтιonѕ. My paѕѕιon ιѕ wrιтιng and I lιve тo тoυcн тнe нearтѕ oғ oтнerѕ. I ѕearcн тнe ѕoυl ғor wнaт connecтѕ υѕ all. Wнιcн I вelιeve тo вe wordѕ.
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