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Aug 2012
She moves through my world
like a rose petal on a pond.
It pleasantly floats upon the
water as if it was floating above.
And the water is still... just
completely still as her reflection
dances across the night sky.
         Im in awe... im just a
rock sinking, sinking, sinking.
Wesley Miller
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