Unhappy Things

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All about unhappy things 

All about lovely things 

While the silver winds sigh

It’s echo like the whisper

In the shell – mysterious

Stars tangle my hair

As I wander dreamy skies

On the sweetest air and

Weep with half – closing eyes

Tears of perfect death

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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