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BrookandherBook Jan 2021
We are blind to the leaves of the trees
until they turn to brown
and die
...
BrookandherBook Jan 2021
An escape is a desk
harry Potter, Shakespeare,
a quaint, cozy, spot
music in my ear
an escape is a pen
moving along a blue tier
running for your life is an escape
but the world is quiet here.

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