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broken dreams

the wind whispered stories

and drew me from my cave

to the jagged shorelines of your ocean

of my grave

waves of grief and disbelief

lap gently at my feet

only to recede and reveal

a bed of broken dreams

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Somewhere In Between

Between the Trees and

the Locust cries

You can hear the soft

moan of the Summer breeze

You ruffled my leaves

and I began to cry

the saplings will

All wither and Die

I was somewhere in between

two towering elder trees

I was overwhelmed

Opportunity ripped out from my arms

I went down to the creek

and took a Deep draw,

I rose to my feet and

Spread my limbs wide

and for the first time

I opened my Eyes.


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