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Our imperfections, are what make us perfect....
(Im)perfect
Embrace your differences, your uniqueness or so called weirdness
That’s what makes you, well YOU
Say it with me....
(Im)perfect
(Im)Perfect
I’m perfect with my imperfections that make me practically perfect in every way
Head to toe
I’m proud to say
(I’M PERFECT)
There she would be
Under a spruce tree
Wild and free
Like sand at sea
Holding the waves frenzy
Filled with so much spree
Scenic and capri
Down to earth to thee
The rain and sun give her glee
Moon and stars zzz
Her roots are key
The door to the tree
A foundation to the marque
It's branches and leaves agree
Knock on wood she be

Logan Robertson

1/03/2019
Applaud the efforts of the Audubon and other conservativation groups that save the forest and trees. This preservation preserves the carbon, which the lack of such, as we're seeing, contributes to climate change. The roots of the tree goes beyond majestic, myopic and metaphors it can make man moralize.
I rest in the belly of rage
Overwhelmed and a bit dismayed

Unable to speak
Without spewing venom
I seek shelter
From my mental asylum

This torture is but my own
Come one
Come all
Then be gone

Let me rest
Until I return again

This beast is not my friend.
These are just a few of my emotions during ***... Sorry guys...needed to vent
Had I a pen for a friend,
Who had an ink for a blood,
That bled out until the end,
To let me out of my head,
For a frail & a lie is the flesh,
The truth lives in the bones,
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