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Subtly, the colors fadeAs the current of the oceanic wavesCalmly settles as the night moves forward.Light shimmers on the horizonEyes are growing soft..
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There she stands, solitary and contentEnjoying the iridescent lightGleaming from the sky.Rosebud, she refers by name.She's not quite yet a flower;Yet,..
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What it means to have a purpose.
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A poem about dreams and reality working together creating experiences.
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Anxiety is not what it appears.
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A poem about nature.
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As the sun rises,A new chapter begins,A new journey,A new beginningAs the wind blows,A change in direction occurs,To where no one knows,And this is th..
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Sheltered, warm, untouchedEyes are closed, not quite able to seeKnows no definitionsCompletely pureOnly knows the security of this shelterTime remains..
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The mind grows with proper nutrition and reveals a beautiful world not always apparently seen.
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Randy met a young, beautiful woman named Cindy who was in his poetry class.
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