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12,000 Feet
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Beautiful Re-Creation
Childness
Consolation
The Dance
Drifting
Fairy Tale Life
January
Leaves
The Monster
My True Companion
Nor' Eastah
Ode to Christina
The Risk to David
Teacher
Words
You know my Soul

Leaves

With delecate paint brush strokes
The leaves turn from green to gold.
Whisping from the trees, like fallen angels
They pirouette to the ground.
Unnoticed they sit on the contrasting grass
Waiting for my youthful self
To come and pick them up.