New Year’s Eve

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new beginnings, new dawn, new day, new year, new year's eve

The New Year Awaits…
it’s a new day, every day;
see you next year – peace

–@StevieStreets #newdawn, #newday | New Year’s Eve

The Cathedral Within

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consecrated covenant, introspection, inwardness, sacred space, the power within

There’s an empty seat,
the cathedral within – YOU;
YOU – are the temple.

–@StevieStreets | The Cathedral Within

Do Something That Counts

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consciousness, emptiness, exhale, fulfilment, selflessness

Do something that counts,
get the most out of your life;
fulfill your life – give.

–@StevieStreets | Do Something That Counts

The Good Fight

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battling cancer, cancer sucks, cure cancer

He fought the good fight…
guess it just wasn’t good enough;
cancer – tough battle.

–@StevieStreets | The Good Fight [battling cancer]

Amy, I Miss You

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amy winehouse, beautiful voice, jazzy, soul and jazz vocalist, soulful

Amy, I miss you…
Ms. Winehouse, you had such
a beautiful voice.

–@StevieStreets | Amy, I Miss You

You Can’t Hurry Love

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my love is here to stay, this is the real thing, you're putting a rush on me

You can’t hurry love…
slow down, stay a little while;
each day gets better. 😍

–@StevieStreets | You Can’t Hurry Love

Favored Her Father

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acquisitions, cheating, excuses

Cheating?! – With her? – Please!
She was a handsome woman;
– favored her father 😂

Absolutely not,
I had no interest! She
– favored her father…

I was not cheating…
Did you look at her closely?
– favored her father.

–@StevieStreets | Favored Her Father I, II, & III

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Foolishness

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foolishness, hopeless romantic, love, lunacy, one more chance

I am so foolish…
“Foolish enough to give love
another try?” Why?!

–@StevieStreets #lunacy | Foolishness

Fifty-Second Week

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signs of the winter

The new year awaits…
December comes to a close;
fifty-second week.

–@StevieStreets | from THE WINTER COLLECTION: Fifty-Second Week

Memorial Day Weekend

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remembrance

Memorial Day…
weekend, 1994;
we hung out the night before…
the night before he was taken away.

I’ve dealt with death before, never in this way.

That morning he told me he was looking forward to graduating
and being a father to his daughter.

He stated he splurged a little,
but he met with a lawyer
to ensure the money received from his parents death
would be beneficial to his daughter.

BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!!
I will never forget the knock on the door,
I’ll never forget that day.

I could still see him smiling from ear to ear.

I remember wondering if he felt it coming in the air,
the last thing he told me was
“when I’m gone, pour a lil liquor or put one in the air.”

I remember finishing that school year,
sitting in class next to his empty chair.

I remember when he copped the Cherokee,
he pulled up that morning knockin’ M.O.P.

I remember how we used to write rhymes in U.S. History,
and crack jokes with Coach Volpe.

I remember the first time I drunk liquor,
it was in remembrance of my friend Joey.

–@StevieStreets | Memorial Day Weekend