As the words come around,
Where the sky meets the ground,
My thoughts move elsewhere,
It’s probably not rare,
But there are others,
Sisters and brothers,
Just missing her voice,
But I have a choice,
To believe she’s still with me,
Choice, fate, or destiny,
The words that she’s said,
They are now in my head,
The spirit that connects,
Something I should respect.
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Daniel Feindt currently lives in Bucks County PA, where he has written many poems and self-published various books... Currently Daniel also enjoys painting artwork with acrylics and works with web-design to share his work online... In 1999, Daniel was diagnosed with a mental illness, which has inspired him to learn how the mind works, as well as what it means to be human in this world... With the range of thoughts and emotions involved, he has aspired to present them in the best way possible for the reader...
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