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I'm surrounded by trees;
I'm surrounded by shade.
'What do they call this? '
'Maybe a glade? '
...
Blue eyes - round and glassy,
nose dripping wet;
lips puffy full
but with no voice yet.
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A constant dabbler who though he was only splashing, but ended up drowned.)
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Checking On The Bulwark
A glance to the heart
beating down and left (also away) .
It's pulse pumping lifeforce;
holding darkness at bay.
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