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Refused
I walked with scents and beauty
Redwoods, lilies, pines, morning glory's
Camped in darkness amist shinging stars
Just for future stories
Water gushing with force
Shooting with grace off beaten rocks
Crisp air for a last breath
A door to which I knock
Please let me enter
I feel my deeds are done
Refuse me not for I'm tired
Of the rising sun
The doors stayed closed
I'm ignored yet once again
Unknown if for kindness
Maybe I need one more sin
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