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Waves


Waves of water fill my head.
Skewing my vision.
Yet cleaning my mind and opening it to the world.
The Sun blazes down on me,
curving away, a convex effect.

Water begins to work its way down through my veins.
Pass my heart until I’m engulfed.

With the crisp wind in my backyard
and the gold and crimson leaves blurring the green;
this fresh feeling erases my body.
And leaves my soul to embrace the world.

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AnonyD

Born in Germany Raised in Florida Studying at FSU Hoping to travel and learn more every day.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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