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Full Circle
Strong cypress lies aside me
Grown out of a field
Mockingbird sings freely
Never forced to yield.
A river of molten rock
Runs not far beyond
The deer and the crane
Visible from any stalk
Yet under the pouring rain
May yet breed a pond.
One elk runs alone
Only during the night
To where I sit and write
And make the seeds sown
Where the trees shiver
And elk drink from the river.
Dreams Come True My skin was literally crawling. I was perched behind a concealing bush in the backyard of a party, but something was happening to me. Then, I felt an impossible pain exploding on every inch of my skin. This crippling pain must have...
Self discoveries It was a cool, winter evening, and my girlfriend of six months was cuddled up on my shoulder, and I could feel her soft, warm breath on my chin. A cheap television blared in front of us, but I don't think...