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Steven

Woods

Today is never as lifeless like days
Was meant to be; the woods are idle
And birds pestering a harmless tree,
And the squirrels knitting fiercely for breakfast,
And different people walking through carelessly
In his own demise.

(2014)

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Steven Cory Garcia ~Randomness Rocks, And Poetry Rules~
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