poetry
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The Gift

Inside so drab and tedious The air is thick with illness and boredom Winter’s chill weighs heavy But the sun shines So in warm layers I find the water Rolling softly in the steady breeze Tiny waves ripple and sparkle Forwards and backwards Swirling among themselves As if never really moving I am mesmerized Inhale…
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Known
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Walls
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Projections
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Edge
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Unbound
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Afternoon in paradise
The clouds swirled above in multiple layers Shifting from wind, rain, sunshine We were in the arc of a rainbow I wondered if three different days passed. Twin peaks stood in stark contrast Conducting the clouds Casting gold dust and shadow in the valley I rested in their enduring majesty. The spruce and the aspen…
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Gulf Shores
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The work

