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Though born knowing all,We forget, learn, and with death,Remember once more.
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Brown soil is cool and moist in my hands,Reminding me of who I am,And of what came before me.Planting, replenishing, giving back,Restores me to myself..
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Dare we feel?This is the time.Dare we think?This is the time.Dare we speak?This is the time.Dare we hope?This is the time.Dare we reach.This is the ti..
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In this moment, an image of justice served. R.I.P. RBG and all the heroes of this country both living and dead. We celebrate this moment and continue ..
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Beware blind rage thatPanders to fear and leads us allTo murder the light.Know that when temperate minds prevail...Sun will rise and babesWill be born..
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All lives matter...
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Each morning when I wake,Errant sunrays pierce crystal orbsDripping from east-facing window frames,And explode into rainbows of light,On floor and wal..
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If you have to cry- just cry,Don’t hold it back, don’tbe ashamed,I’m crying too.Tears can’t be tamed.All different now, life r..
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Boo! Happy Halloween a little early...
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Pay attention toThe way plants tend to reach out,When placed together.
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