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Ann B Apr 24
Her spilled thoughts have not
cups that runneth over, but
a  pen on pursuit.
Ann B Mar 24
even the trees know
when to hold on
and
when to let go
Ann B Mar 18
keep your head above the water
as the breath of life travels through
it's renewed strength
that resides within you
Ann B Mar 18
may your oceans of faith drown your doubts
Ann B Mar 12
i was broken down
in harsh weather
only to come back
stronger than ever
buried beneath the view
yet i remained connected
Ann B Mar 11
don't wake me up
until the pain fades away
dreaming of the days
my peace isn't shaken
when despite my environment
the turmoil is obsolete
it is then i'm awakened

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