Joshua Erick

Laughter on the elevator, missing the floors.
In and out of party doors.

On the roof, in the cool midnight breeze,
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I look from atop this stone,
that stands like a natural sky scraper, that's worn.
I can yell, I can pray, I can reflect,
I can say 'if you're there, I want to know, let me know.'
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A curious one, a father's son, the apple it didn't fall far,
inspired by a man who was hit by an apple, thinking about our star.

With a dream, that lived and to last,
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The lonely windows view,
the back of a head who's mystery's blue.
The only constant's change,
readers on a page,
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