aaron-goldsteinWhisper

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PerfectionHer glistening brown locks fall to her side / like a waterfall slowly spraying water at its edge. /
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SilenceWhen the music died, / I had no reason to have cried / Just silence, that was all. / Except me, who
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The WindThe wind moves at a slow pace / Creating a whispering voice / Talking to shadows as they creep / Thr
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Daughter EarthHer eyes, / As beautiful and blue as the ocean / Her hair, / As brown as the Earth's rocky crust / H
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Harmonics of a War PieceA quiet, solemn voice passed over the fallen leaves, / creating an unusual high pitched whistle. / T
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SecondsOne day consists of 86,400 seconds, / each one containing countless / options, possibilities, and de
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MemoriesA wise poet once said / "the eyes are the window to the soul", / and this is completely true. / With
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