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This poem has no rhyme and very little reason, but it's about someone very dear to me, and someone who inspires me to write about them even when it's ..
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It comes alive, in my mind. I love to personify. Everything has a story.
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Perhaps this is unfinished. I'm not sure.
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I like storms.
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I spent some time thinking as the last dregs of sombre weather wedged their way past.
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This is a portrait of myself, derived from a lot of musing, and a medicine wheel.
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A fictional snippet of some kind of sadness.
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There is a building that I loved that is now completely gone. I was inside another, recently, that reminded me so fondly of the first, I had to write ..
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This is about many things, both person and place. Lots of memories.
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I left a wonderful place, recently, but it's not all bad.
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