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Nov 2011
You have to admit,
The clouds seem fake.
Too many artists
To catch their expressions.
How can you deny
The fact that the trees
Don't seem so hard
Until you try to touch them?
Tell me the ocean
Doesn't roar when
We leave it alone.
If you did, I'd believe you.
Lydia E
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Lydia E  Illinois
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