Baby Blue passes another penny to my plate A snarling kind Savage toddler cloaked in a carriage One grand rock and I…
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I savor the feeling The smell of it The sun is setting I love it, I admit Spring in Indiana Driving…
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If I could drink the sky, I would drink it at dawnWhen the air is cool and freshAnd tastes of new beginnings.I…
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no one knows this, but I am afraid of leaving home my whole life it has been assumed that I…
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At six I first experienced loss My dog had passed, leaving me alone I wept for her on the day I was…
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The back and forth of the pale yellow tinted cards We pass them to the pile in sharp manners Sly glares are…