From west coast to the east
Nature will always win.
And when waters rise
Her attack will begin.
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Hate, it's like a disease.
An infection not many bother to cure.
A hunger no food can ease.
A sickness none want to cure.
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If i tell my story
When no one is willing to hear
Who takes the glory?
And who holds it dear?
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One must write
To clear the mind
To wipe the tears from your eyes
To clear your mind, one must write
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I know you have at least
Well hopefully read my other works
My poems and stories
And seen their many quirks
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One second i'm fine
The next i'm shaking
One second i'm fine
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She slinks through the shadows
The beauty that once roamed meadows
She is a mother, a sister, and alive
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Life and death are Romeo and Juliet
The day and the night
Forever together yet always apart
Like the earth and the moon
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As is stand upon my perch
I gaze at Life and all her gifts
Her children, who tumble and search,
Search for purpose, for love, for companionship.
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