A Book Called Reality.

A poem about a beautiful sunset.

The Horizon or our future holds many a things, but no one knows exactly what they are.

An original poem by Aubrey Lambach.

Untitled.

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Wanting to be loved.

Here, the speaker is requesting his beloved to stay with him in his weal and woe. to give him love and affection when necessary.

In memory of Ileana Lucia Adolfo Aseoche.

Spiritual poetry.