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Fee line Our cliffs always were just a little too far apart to jump across, weren’t they Separated by an abys..

The Pulse Of Our Depart The days They are like desperate soldiers continually marching over the next hill..

Heartwood As the candle, burned down In the end, there was ink An ocean of feelings all dro..

Ocean Waives Everything always washes from land toward the ocean. The leaves and the garbage and my friend Pabl..

So Tender And Mild This winter might have froze us without memories, of hope Our creation of fire was bo..

Within The noise, knelt on the ground serene on a hush of bedlam, finger of morning lick..

Maid In The Shade It came within the sparkle, of the heart words that I read On an autumn breeze w..

Engulfed These spaces warm and voiceless, a capriciousness of territory bathed in afore and aftermath, ..

Once Upon A Notion The train rails tried, to tie down progression Across a scape of land and lush ..

Scattered Seed They knew me by grains and granule of inkling, seeds of word, they used for crop ..