Posted by Brad Osborne on October 10, 2022 · 3 Comments
For little does she know the depth,
To which her subtle words in breath…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on July 7, 2022 · 18 Comments
Your hands will never touch,
All the things I feel…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 28, 2022 · 13 Comments
If I had known, it would end like this,
I would have lingered longer in each kiss…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 28, 2021 · 13 Comments
For little does she know the depth,
To which her subtle words in breath…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 6, 2021 · 19 Comments
Your hands will never touch,
All the things I feel…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 24, 2021 · 18 Comments
If I had known, it would end like this,
I would have lingered longer in each kiss…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 17, 2020 · 30 Comments
For little does she know the depth,
To which her subtle words in breath…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 30, 2020 · 18 Comments
Our sullied sins, the less known,
An echoed demonic baritone…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 17, 2020 · 12 Comments
You say that you love me,
But how am I to know,
The words are so easy,
These little seeds we sow.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 9, 2012 · 1 Comment
Tung Jin, the aging Taoist Master of a rural temple in the hills outside of Nanning, was beginning to feel the weight of the many years that had passed since his birth. Although his spirit was still strong, the day to day tasks in seeing to temple business and instructing his students were becoming more … Continue reading →
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