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Under The Trees

There are times When your body shakes From the pulsing blood, From the conscious thought, That this is your life. There is nothing you can do but shake – mouth open wide sit and shake and breathe and be filled with awe, Under the leafless trees, Under the setting sun.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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