An opening in space as the voice of self calls in the distance like a genie in a bottle,
Begging and whispering for the stillness to prevail,
Sighing at every loss in the moment of a transparent story,
And smiling when home is present or found.
...
An invisible life,
Crowned with beauty,
A mind that's lost,
But a feeling of duty.
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Willow's wonder,
Over broken land,
Tree tops grow,
And submit to man,
...
Butterflies dance,
Above the cool still lake,
Mirroring harmony as they move as one,
Autumn flowers catch the last rays of sunlight,
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