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The Ocean view

When I awake in the morning
and see my Ocean view.
Upon my neighbors lawns,
lie the morning dew.
 
All of the flowers
hide away their faces.
But when I go to visit them,
they bloom in their traces.
 
I wonder if all this beauty
waits for me to arise?
Because when I leave their presents,
I hear their silent cries.

(2015)

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