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blood moon

it moves silently reflecting our naïveté our sense of wonder

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blood moon

it moves silently reflecting our naïveté our sense of wonder

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caught

she danced with the clouds her beauty was her freedom it couldn’t save her

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caught

she danced with the clouds her beauty was her freedom it couldn’t save her

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unhinged

the gate swung open one last time, leaving behind an unguarded place

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unhinged

the gate swung open one last time, leaving behind an unguarded place

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reflect

the ice slowly leaves revealing a reflection that was forgotten

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reflect

the ice slowly leaves revealing a reflection that was forgotten

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thin ice

sometimes the warning is ignored at our peril sometimes it’s too late

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thin ice

sometimes the warning is ignored at our peril sometimes it’s too late

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willow

spring wakes the willow who stretches, reaching out for a lake still frozen

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willow

spring wakes the willow who stretches, reaching out for a lake still frozen

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texture

there are some mornings you wish you could touch the sky stop; let it touch you

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texture

there are some mornings you wish you could touch the sky stop; let it touch you

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heart

someone saw a heart on a random tree, a place to express their love

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heart

someone saw a heart on a random tree, a place to express their love

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flow

the stream of water doesn’t choose where to travel i am not water

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flow

the stream of water doesn’t choose where to travel i am not water

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shade

there will come a day when even this tiny stick will provide great shade

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shade

there will come a day when even this tiny stick will provide great shade

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