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wings out
feathers spread
am i ready?
yearning to feel
the breeze running
'twixt my fingertips
the cool grass under my feet
then,
air
a..
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about the white noise of conversations
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just a couplet
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Cat Haiku!
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I've despised the need for memory,
what i need willl come with time.
the scene: a room i've been misplaced,
the dialoge: what I've erased,
there i..
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I see the world an artist
is how I see the world
it may make no sense
but, this what I see.
in this world, a scupture,
rejected shavings lay in..
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Go about collecting grumpy to make a cloudy sky,
add just a dash of cruel, and teasing with some spite,
stir in some sarcastic, mix in a mean or..
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