freedom
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I’ll Sing of Love
Our crimson hearts hurt with the pains of yesterday Unsure how to grieve from endless heartache Seeking peace before the world is awake. I breathe in deeply as I step out into the dawn Outside, the spring air kisses my skin As squirrels scamper across the street From grass to cement, broken pavement to sand…
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Notice
Notice. The flower as it bends in the warm breeze, The bumble bees and butterflies as they flutter from petal to petal, sipping sweet nectar along the way. Notice. The vibrant shades of green all around. From emerald to olive, to sage, fern and forest. Each hue taking form, from new saplings to towering oaks…
Words by A.Chase 