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It so happens I am inspiredby heavy oak forests and towering mountains.Immutable, those distant formations crane,above my green blanket.Every peak, a ..
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Access to the sea makes a harbor
town.
The rising sun marks the
workday begun.
Aged ships bob, entangled by
a..
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I always forget howthe sea acts at night.It is not calm,nor peaceful.It is violent, andswells in moonlight.The salty airturns brittle, my tangled hair..
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The stool sits
below the window sill,
a blue sky
shining down upon it.
Laden with white
and orange cat hair..
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A
still living room,
the
overhead fan on low.
Natural
light floods through,
French
door blinds.
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