crystal conrickknight

You didn't know I knew,
It was the minute you gave up,
The second you refused to try,
The moment you ceased to believe,
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Fire!
Clang went the metal across the wooden ladder,
black smoke engulfing the air,
dog barking in the distance,
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A whisper was heard faintly at first and then as though it was coming from within
A walk during dawn
the path a rugged road divided
scent of sea salt to the left
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Knowledge is commanding,
Nothing new,
Pretentious floundering experimental you,
Gather your wits,
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A brush, a glance, a simple comment,
how far would one go to improve the world? ,
a dime, a nickle, maybe a quarter,
perhaps just listening to someone who needs to be heard,
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Many take the path most traveled to their destination avoiding the thorns and bushes and undesired reflections.
Paths traveled less part a time,
when thoughts become privy to a moment of clarity.
Like a smoky haze at dawn sending chills down ones spine,
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I read by the fire light,
I am shadowed by the mist,
seeping through the window panes,
colder the weather grows,
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