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They knew what could be
The little girl sat in her swing
blond curls the way they are before
you grow up the everywhere I don't care
it looks like my hair was woven from sunlight
a throne for a flower crown.
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Borders
Sat down drew
on a piece of paper
the land
we knew.
Sat down drew
lines between
us
----
them
it's a squiggle here
decided,
the river's clear
ly a bound
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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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Loves
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A Sort of Ode to Joy
I got home from work at nine o’clock and decided that I would go down, through the gate, across the creek–socks mushy all of a sudden in my Adidas sneakers–and into the meadow for a walk without stopping to see anyone.
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The sun
you're not
leaving yet. no,
i'll glue your limbs to the pavement,
lower your waving hand,
tell you
something to make your eyes crinkle
again.
again,
again,
again.
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twelve months of dreaming
I have this dream
where the sky is dark,
moon illuminating,
faded stars surrounding it,
that I gaze at from
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If only things hadn't changed
I guess I'm happy for you.
Actually, I really am.
At least, I'm expected to be.
Because, if you can't be proud
of one of your best friends,
can you really be proud of
anyone?
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The Power of "Thank You"
On my first day of sixth grade, someone told me, “You’re the only person that has said that to me today.” I didn’t realize the weight of those words at the time, but looking back, I understand how much they impacted my life.
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Phantom Pain
Phantom Pain
I remember when we first met.
Terror laced in our spines,
being introduced to the team.
We thought we were alone,