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AP Vrdoljak Sep 2017
Does the breeze raise your skin?
Does the sun catch your hair?
Do you feel the soft grass,
By the stream when you're there?
AP Vrdoljak Sep 2017
Be awake and walk
Through the copse of trees.
Descend the staircase
To the warm fire's will.

In thy merry home
Life begins to flow.
Rise once more among
The sycamore trees.
AP Vrdoljak Sep 2017
333
Lightning over Oklahoma
But I'm breathing the cold night air
As I ache from growing younger
I'd live forever to get there
AP Vrdoljak Sep 2017
As night approaches
And as darkness falls
I keep my eyes wide open

For my fears inside
Of the things that hide
And what now may have woken
AP Vrdoljak Sep 2017
Red
Squishing busy ants
Her finger stained red
She'd much rather sleep
Than count all the dead

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