Category: welcome
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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Valuable
You are valuable Every hair on your head counted All your triumphs and failures dearly noted The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond When pressure is applied And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places Creating a light where none existed You are the bright twinkle in the distance Showing…
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