Stevie Ruth Poems

Where did I go
the true me
the real me
the me before the now me.
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A despotic and powerful force lives in the land of the unknown

high in the Rocky Mountains far, far away.
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Once upon a time
at a summer eve’s jamboree
there were blue eyes and brown eyes
hiding the hope of finding their someone
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Without the whisper of goodbye.
You left ever so silently
So quiet in the hour of the tiger
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