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July First*I need a pen / - to finish with words / the perfect day
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Jul 2, 2012
Mountain RangesIs it that they’ve played their part, / The mountain ranges torn apart, / By men, so willing to bless the sun,
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Feb 14, 2012
Sunset*Orange Loom you leave again, / conflating royal blue and red, / calm and warm like an old friend,
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Jul 5, 2012
The ClownFace-paint and a checklist set, / Routine tricks and heart that beats. / Innocence pleased and wonder shared,
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Feb 27, 2012
The CupThe well of the cup, / Gripped by tired hands, / That mixes memories and regrets,
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Feb 14, 2012
The StagIn dried-out marsh where footsteps lie, / Tracing steps and feet before, / Broken fence and ragged wire,
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Feb 14, 2012
WinterThe frosty carpet grass sticks, / Unforgivingly, beneath my feet. / The sharp fresh air flatters my lungs.
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Feb 14, 2012
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