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My kindered redhawk friend,
Did you ever find the diamonds in the tree?
Or receive a sandwich while stuck in the tree looking for diamonds?
You ar..
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There on the floor I lie.
Looking beyond the texture of my ceiling.
Instantly the hairs on my arm stood,
inspiring me to viciously dig for my boo..
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I'll sit with you in the early hours of morning
at the dimly lit kitchen table.
You can drink your black coffee,
I'll ask for a sip.
You may secre..
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As I sip my hot drink, I gaze across the tableAdmiring the way she clutches her coffee. All the while, my shirt is stained with crumbs, she wears a pu..
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Be the one to sing in the rain when the rest of the world cries.
Be the one to dance in the rain when my heart is your own.
The one to taste the rai..
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Smitten, I stagger my way through the curtain.
Grinning and giggling,
Premeditating on what will be stamped on paper.
No matter where we are,
we ..
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The simplicity of a circle
is manifested by its ability
to chase itself infintely.
Though it never catches up,
because there is no break in its wa..
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From your feathers
to your grin
and your ballerina toes,
You'll never know, whether
you're fit for the moon.
Oh but I know you are.
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He asked her to marry him,
because he needed money,
to pay rent for his room.
She was half,
now she's whole.
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4/6/08
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