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Aug 2016
The ocean admires the stars above,
As the waves slowly rock it to sleep.
While the stars gaze at their reflections
In the midnight blue mirror.
The wind passes by without interruption
As it searches for its final resting place.
I like to imagine this harmony at night,
As I lay my head on my pillow.
In a chaotic, lonely world,
This harmony is my only true reassurance
That I too will one day find peace.
Birch Swinger
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Birch Swinger  Amidst a Pathless Wood
(Amidst a Pathless Wood)   
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