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RedwoodAs the wind caresses her aching soul, / Can you hear the redwood’s moan? / Can you taste her fear rise and fall
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OhioThe closest I can / get to you is / the farthest I can
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MorphA blank canvas / waiting to be painted, / waiting to turn into
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Unwanted GiftThe burning / that runs its course through my veins / is not there
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TreesI can feel the trees breathing. / I can see them / inhale our blemished truths,
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Astrid OrbitAll I know of you / is the love I had for you / when I fell into this dream.
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WarriorsThe clouds send warriors / to bring shame on our land. / The warriors plummet
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Day 2 - Sweet HallucinationsDry, undernourished soil / beds our roots / as they fight for survival.
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Day 1 - DehydrationOur flower has bloomed / and started to wilt / and I wonder if you've noticed
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LullabyThe gate swings back and forth / In the crisp autumn breeze / As a bright, shining star
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