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Early this morningWaking up in despair That it is Eid today Have not heard from them in a week The first message in my inbox From a friend who I know from a while How much is land in Srinagar?
There was a butterfly blue as it can be. The butterfly flew past me but I did not see the wing. It landed on the shell looking colorful to me.
The earth sits, bare. How it wishes for there to be One to bring water to the deserted field. Let the seeds of the beautiful flowers and trees Grow and grow until the bareness can no longer be seen.
I want to go where the water meets the land. There is a balance there. There is no sound like that which sand and lapping water share.  
America, Americathe land of the freeAmerica the beautifulbuilt on bravery   But are we as boundlessas we claim to be?  
Love thy neighbor Love thy brothers and sisters Believer in Him or not One cannot deny, Love thy neighbor   To love thy neighbor To love thy brothers and sisters One must open their hearts
life and all its colorful catastrophes i walk head down searching for a penny for my entity i walk head up searching salvation for my soul   a sudden crash loud and clashing people running  
Prancing around Lillies marked the destination of a new place. Inside of a cave I dropped my bag on concrete steps and sat ontop of a hill from the wooden old house. Washed away by the wind were roses, sunflowers, and rabbits.
The wind blows  the wind howls  Mother Nature cries while we tell lies hungry greedy men  killing her children leaving her raped in the dust only to feed their lust for power and money
Most of the time We try to look at someone else's eye's Try to understand through their covered lies But what we do not realize Viens throb from shameless drugs that mezmorize When their mama cries
The landscape is barren The wind blown is warm Some bathe in the sunlight Some burn with its scorn Some lie there in waiting With unquenchable thirst Except the water is gone
It is the dead of winter, and from the kitchen window, The oldest child watches her siblings play and tackle each other in the snow.
Fear storms through the dark endless skies Where it seems that land can only exist at night Where thugs rule the world and parents hide behind doors Hypocritically stating,"the world is yours"  
Like waves of tall grass      over dips and bumps
In the beginning this land was calm and peacful. Harmoniously it co-existed with the world surrounding it. Neighboring lands though, tainted by evil, began invading our own;
Water Clear, Wet Freezing, Chilling, Soaking Swimming, Soaking, Drying, Walking Warming, Heating, Drying Green, Dry Land  
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