Decluttering
Poem The light in the trees shines my eyes The breeze from the white sky Cools my burning mind The life in the tall grass Cleans what I see The open space surrounding me...
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It Can Last
Poem Fluttering inside the walls Imagination flowing like waterfalls Heart light Glowing bright with childhood flight Wings expanding Rib cage inflating With sunshine Crisp and twinkling In your squinting eyes Rosy cheeks raised up...
