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November MAG

By Anonymous

White gems divide asea of deepest blue.
My eyes linger upon heaven's best.
Night sounds add afew chords,
And a breeze provides movement.
The stars wink to a steadywaltz.
This is Winter's orchestra.
I lie quietly.
Flat on my back
Ingood dirt.






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JasonG. said...
on Mar. 18 2011 at 2:58 pm
JasonG., Otto, Wyoming
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Favorite Quote:
why work against the system when its easier to work with the system. -unknown

i love this poem, one my birthday is in november and two it reminds me of how beautiful nature is :)