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My Love Poem
If I could paint the sky in the hues of colors I feel when I look at you,
The sky would no longer be just one color.
If I could write in words how much I love you,
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The True Answer to this Never-ending Question
Nobody can accept this answer
absolutely nobody
no matter how many times I tell them.
They will argue that
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Person on the Bridge
You stand on the bridge,
Contemplating the water.
I don't have to tell you this,
You already know.
You look out.
I don't know
If you're looking at the river
or at the bridge
that's halfway
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Fog
Fog gently wraps itself around –
everything above the ground,
as the memory of rain plagues the land,
its presence peaceful as it brings silence.
The worries of the day have been washed away,