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A hundred and forty feet below,
Tones of tan and brown are seen
Under light they've never known.
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Quiet trees stand vigil, towering over the ground;
Looking down at everyone as they step around.
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I am only me, that is all I can be
No more, no less, don't second guess
I live, I laugh, I love, and cry
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i go back to work to see what the atmosphere is going to feel like
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Dedicated to my mentor, the late Christopher Lane of Sedona Arizona, and founder of NORAZ Poets...
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My eyes burn from the light
I am the dull fixture in the middle of the room
My skin burns
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One is budded in Spring's new splendor
the beginner will come after the endder
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