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    I love thunderstorms. I love the powerful, booming rolls of thunder that seem to vibrate from the sky as a warning. I love the trees, dancing an emotional ballet that makes me wonder if their roots are as firmly planted as I used to think. I love the rain, shooting down like bullets from the cumul...
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    Don’t— Don’t forget. No— Be positive. Remember. Remember. 21, 41, 87 Don’t forget. Bright lights, the Bright lights. No— Remember. Remember. Right hand down. Sharp Fs Left hand C Don’t forget. No— Remember. Remember. Bright lights, the Bright lights. Applause S...
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    Comma splice, Fragment, Run-on I do know that the words They are running past my ears I learned this in Maybe sixth grade. No, I'm not thinking about grammar I'm staring at the window I say at, not out You will see The green leaves move Like twinkling Christmas lights It doesn't look li...
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    one it’s pathetic centered on one thing, need to get my feelings out— deserve an explanation frozen up, though we hardly even talked— how could it have been? dream two i understand now, my last resort it’s awkward, to move on now, how we feel our normal selves— faceless a n...
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    This afternoon, at the hairdresser's, With the roar of the dryer in my ear, I watched a slightly out-of-focus dump truck drive past, And I felt like a child again. My feet had slipped off the rests, Reminding me of being short And not being able to touch the ground with my toes When I sat d...
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    I am standing in the backyard of my old house, by the flower and garden patch I used to tend so lovingly. I sneak here sometimes to drown in my good memories, my sweet memories. The only memories I wish I could relive. So much has happened since my dad got “The Job”. But I try not to focu...
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