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I Never Will
I still dream about that year.
I still can remember everything there:
The sight, sound, smell, everything.
With every year that goes past,
I hold the memories closer and closer to my heart. -
In All Eyes
And as summer leaves,
Fall sings through the breeze.
Flowers start to wilt
As the world tilts.
Even as it dies,
Nature is beautiful in all eyes. -
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People Watching
I balance on the ledge of my window, up 31 floors, back pressed firmly against the side.
Sometimes, I will look below, and watch.
And sometimes, it helps.