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12:00 A.M High Tide
Kid sitting at the edge of a dock.
Legs swinging in free fall.
Wood scrapes into his hands.
He thinks that the stars can talk to him.
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Who will speak at the earth’s funeral?
Even if was never
About legacy
Your memory
Cannot mean nothing
Your family
Should remember you
And admittedly
No matter what we say
This
Is true.
So whoWill speak
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Love Again
I'm scared
of uttering the words
"I love you"
Again.
Because what ifit was something
I never really meant?
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Bonds
Two creatures
inseparable
a bond stronger than that of two people;
returning to the comfort of the other
even after time has passed.
There for the other
stronger together
weakened alone
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The waterfall of the east
Far to the east
The waterfall flows
A wellspring of life
As everyone knows
Beneath the cliffs
It washes away strife
Bringing to hearts
A joyous light
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The Love Anomaly
she doesn’t exist but as
a small dream sinking through me
that the night is quiet endlessness;