There is no cloud in sight,
to block out the setting suns light.
The suns rays reflect off of the snow.
Lighting up the wintery sand.
Silence fills the air, but there's no doe-
in sight, on this sun kissed land.
Melting
There is no cloud in sight,
to block out the setting suns light.
The suns rays reflect off of the snow.
Lighting up the wintery sand.
Silence fills the air, but there's no doe-
in sight, on this sun kissed land.
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Loss
Loss is weird,
It twist and churns
Rippling the current
that is my reality.
For a while,
I was so fine,
I was okay with
The cards I was dealt.
I accepted what was—
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I Miss my Subaru
Young and dumb,
That’s what they say.
Instead my naivety was in the way.
Engine revving like a hum;
My reminder I could go anywhere.
All I had to do was drive without a care.
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