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When the world takes you over, remember who you were.
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This daffodil, not yet bloomed,
Will erupt in a mass of gas and dust,
Emitting a loud boom, ultimately,
Being heard by the Universe:
Becom..
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Fog
Fog Covers
The trees
Leaving
Them to be
Seen
Only when
Observed
Up
Close
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Before we parted,I sprayed your cigarettesWith my cologne--So you would think of meOn smoke breaksIn alley ways,Between brick walls,Trapped.And soThe ..
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Does your happiness send people away?
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That's life, man.
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I wrote this in a forest preserve while observing a controlled burning, sitting next to my favorite creek. It won 2nd in the Florence B. Palmer poetry..
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Even in Death, Love Prevails
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What would you find in your box?
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I thought she was deep, but she acts shallow. I hope she thinks of me often.
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