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A Chance at Love
Once there was a little sparrow. Her name was Jade. She was all alone in the world, just one little bird lasting out through the years. Perhaps she could've had a special person. But she didn't want just any person. Her deepest desire...
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The wild future
It was that...
Ocean ran from her polluted plight, her waters pillaged of their life. And when Freshwater looked for sanctuary in Ocean's embrace, she was gone.
It was that... -
Sweater Weather
Sweater Weather.
The time when the air is crisp and cold, but the snow has not yet fallen-
when I see an abundance of styles-
wool,
cotton,
fleeces,
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Sorrow
Sometimes,
it feels like all that is left is the deep, dark folds of feeling
that are breaching through the barriers in my mind,
the ones I worked so hard to set. -
A Bond Unbroken
My story does not begin with me. It begins long, long before me, in the land now called Mexico. -
Pale Green
Pale GreenThe color of a Luna Moth's wings at night, as it flutters on a soft breeze, under the brightly shining stars.
Loves
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lost-and-found
come find me
by the backyard forest
and let’s embark
on one last adventure
with no map,
no goal,
no end.
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I get my girlfriend roses
My heart flutters,
My hands shake,
My mind is cluttered
And my face breaks.
But you make it better
Little by little, bit by bit,
Any day with you I forget her
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for my girlfriend, who gets me roses
for my girlfriend who gets me roses,
but not just any plain old red ones,
but flowers in my favorite color,
and she knows that I love them.
for my girlfriend who gets me presents,
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Sunflower
I'd like to say: You cannot know, unless you live it. You cannot understand, without experience. I do not understand, nor do I know, what it is like to live in a war zone.
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Among the few minutes of Night
Out in the forest, the time was 3:26, the world around me was filled with the darkness of night, it had such an interesting glow and the circle of light was above my head, and I looked to my side down the hill that looked over the town I saw what
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eclipse
the moon's silvery-gray hair
falls in shadows across her face
her pupils waxing and waning
straining
to catch a glimpse of her girl,
her beauty, her sunshine
her pale lips remembering cinnamon warmth