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New piece, still rough, may be edited.
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Blazing, vibrant leavesFall gently from the trees-Before us, behind us-Carefully coating our chosen path,The gleaming, golden rays,Approaching from it..
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Something older.
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I 90 is like an old friend to me; I've made this drive more
times that I can count, more often to see you than anyone or anything else.
It's..
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Many have assumed that this piece is about suicide mistakenly, it truly is about leaps of faith and new beginnings.
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There’s sand between my toes-
The salt-bearing sea breeze dances through my hair-
This is my plot of land-
Among the ocean’s wa..
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I previously frequented a small coffee house that encouraged bathroom graffiti, great people, great coffee and an insanely supportive creative vibe, i..
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It’s dawn. The morning grays are still hanging in the sky
among the vibrant red of the rising sun. There’s something peaceful..
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Let me trace the flesh of your
frame-
With the gentle tips of my fingers-
Before dragging my nails parallel to your spine-
My gaze meets y..
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This short piece is inspired by actual events that occurred in December 1999.
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