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There was a girl grown out of the clouds

A Poem by Garrett

This is a poem read next to her grave.

The color of the impossible

A Poem by Garrett

If there is something more natural than a birdSmashed against a car window from inside,I jump off a bridgeAnd sail through the seven clouds.Our world ..

I found myself today

A Poem by Garrett

I found myself today Lying between the sheets of paper That have been written In another life. I wanted them to be filled With memo..

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