Harmony

January 22, 2008
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I am the endless galaxy opening above on a solitary moonlit stroll
I am the comforting conscience for those confused
Lost in the woods, I am the guiding North Star
I am the Leaning Tower of Pisa's supportive foundation
I am the quaking aspen, ever trembling, yet still standing strong
I am pitiful Arbor Day, ignored and forsaken, but important nonetheless
I am black-and-white-television, for there are always shades of grey
I am a wandering spirit riddled with unrest, seeking friendly console
I am the timeless classic, always here to stay
Alone in the dark, I am the giver of light and warmth
I shine bright, but dim far-away; a fading constellation in the sky





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