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Following her first independent release, Lamentations of the Caves, comes the second in a series about love lost and recovered. This rich and sincere writer communicates directly with your heart. Journey through the lines of these modest and eloquently moving poems that encapsulate sophistication of feelings, boldness of thought and aristocratic embellishments of emotions. You will be led where only personal experiences with romance can go. In these poems and prose, you will hear an echoing of the days of old and a whisper of days to come. Enter the literary garden, carefully planted with diverse fauna and alluring flora of words. Here in this labyrinth disguised as an oasis, you will lose yourself to a world of romance that is seldom touched these days except in dreams, which are the Echos of the Caves of our souls.
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From an early age, we learn to love and laugh. As the years go by we loose the spirit of joy, the innocents of childhood gifts us with. Our eyes behold events that taint our dreams and clip our wings of passion with which we at first embraced all that life had to offer. As we rushed through life in pursuit of fleeting possessions, we often exchange more valuable for the more temporal. We forget ourselves. Out of the ashes of modern time emerges a poet like few others. A true romantic, infused with passion and dreams so desperate to touch and feel that these words are her way to touch you. To wrap you intimately within her fantasy woven to guide you back to the freedom of dreaming.
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