Wandering eyes
cool breeze
Listen to the crickets chirp
and the cicada's sing
Stars shine bright,
Venus in the West
Listen to the sounds
of someone taking deep breaths.
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This is where I work out my issues. This is about me, not about others. While the writings may seem to be specific about people/things, they may not be. I like to think my work isn't just surface deep. While something may be my muse initially, it will usually relate to many things happening in life, or that have happened in my life. But mostly, it's my way to not go crazy.
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