Where thought becomes visible.
M. Joseph Boehler
These pages have been waiting, collecting reflections, and drawn fragments from this existence.
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M. Joseph Boehler
These pages have been waiting, collecting reflections, and drawn fragments from this existence.
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In Your Gaze, I Dream
by M. Joseph Boehler
fleeting twilight glow,
beauty shines, hearts intertwine,
moments lost in time.
dance beneath these stars,
embrace this night, feel the spark,
echoes in my heart.
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To leave traces that might meet another's path.
