Henry Aarre Poems

That tree, I like it...
It's the breath,
you can't get enough of.
What we can see,
...

Don't dream it,
live it!
Feel it.
Get up!
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She's sitting in the corner
she's smiling
she’s happy
Feels good
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I like to sit,
to think and wonder
about the sea and the sun
and how it goes around.
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There was a time
I thought I was a girl
I Thought I had curly hair
I think I was high
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What’s this all again,
in my head?
Just rolling around in bed.
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What’s this all again, in my head?
Just rolling around in bed.
Can’t sleep, because sinking too deep.
Wondering about everything and nothing.
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I can not be
'couse I can not see
but you can be
'couse you can see
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Was this his plan,
to do just all he can,
to shock us out,
to give us a grip
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