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Dry Barren LandWinds blow across a dry, barren land, / Bringing a darkness, a cover like sand. / Grit in my mouth, grit in my shoe,

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A Morning PoemThe wind blown trees / Make the rustling of leaves / Fill the wood with sound

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Sunrise DisguiseWhat can I say about a sunrise / except that it is God in disguise. / Breaking the night and the still,

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Simple Love AdviceShow your love to her everyday. / Prove your love will not fade away. / Dance a slow one on a whim.

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RainRain has a beautiful sound / Making its journey to the ground. / A wonderful chorus of hitting leaves,

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Bad Work DayThe dust of the day flies in my face. / Annoying and bitter dissatisfaction stinging my soul. / Fury raging in my gut from the barrage on my case.

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