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The Lily
There are many
types of Gardens,
but two,
stand out,
to me.
A lily grows,
all on its own,
in a patch full of other flowers.
It struggles on, -
The Sun is Setting
The sun is setting,
but it rises in his eyes.
Sun goes, but he shines.
Loves
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Lake
Fall
You are still, but the bright trees around you shake.
Colored leaves fall onto your surface.
The wind howls, but you are calm.
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My City, My City
My city, my city
It takes many forms
In people and plants
Vines and beggars
Angry men and sour women
The worst of the best people
And the best of the worst
Poets and great minds
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