Imagine

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  Fay Slimm. August 29th, 2019 04:05

  A heart-ache of a read dear Sylvia and worded so clear that readers like me would remember the feel of utter aloneness long after the write was ended. Needs deep as this often never get met and you told it so well.

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 04:09

    Thank you Faye, this was Definitely about solitude.
    
    Hey also about imagination, and whether it brings freedom or loneliness, or perhaps both.
    
    Alone of course isn’t always as it seems, or as we might imagine.
    
    Thank you for reading and your thoughtful words.

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  orchidee August 29th, 2019 04:14

  Yet sometimes we may wish, and even say, 'Ohh, everyone - go away, leave me be a while!'

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 04:18

    Indeed we may!
    
    Solitude is necessary.

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  Neville August 29th, 2019 04:52

  the only thing about this page that does not have a lonely feel, is that each of your poetic lines consists of a single unhurried and unperturbed word..... excellent... N

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 04:53

    And I thought they looked lonely?
    
    Thanks N

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    NevilleAugust 29th, 2019 06:38

    if they had just been laid there, they probably would have been.. but as they are.... nah... not lonely, satisfied maybe .....

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 07:57

    A collective of the singular perhaps?
    The many
    Ones

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    NevilleSeptember 3rd, 2019 01:17

    yes, they are the ones's...

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  Poetic Dan August 29th, 2019 09:10

  Knowing a home was long ago
  Never to return but make my own
  Thank you for your words
  Much peace and respect
  Always appreciated

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 09:41

    💜

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  Suresh August 29th, 2019 09:48

  I don't have to, as I have been its occupant, and your poetic words do stir such imaginations

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    sylviasearcherAugust 29th, 2019 09:50

    Thank you
    Sometimes my imagination pains me so
    For all the dreams that exist only there

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    SureshAugust 29th, 2019 10:06

    I find daydreaming a great place to hide

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  dusk arising August 29th, 2019 16:14

  At 15 i left home. There was much imagining and scant success but the will to stay above rock bottom eventually raised me to whatever i have become.
  
  Imagination never dies but the plinth from where we imagine matures with the years.
  
  Imagine a dream. It created the poet within you.

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    sylviasearcherAugust 30th, 2019 07:15

    Ahh but it was just my luck that imagination created but a tortured poet instead of a brilliant one!
    
    I’m glad your imagination kept lifting you on 😌