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Feb 2017
I feel the beauty of the earth all around me.
I listen as her children awaken.
The winged,
The two legged,
The four legged.
She sings her morning song
In the gentle breezes
Flowing between the leaves on the trees,
And I know I am a part of her
My heart the drum to her melody

-KB 2016
Repressed Screaming
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