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Navy blue sky with soft ice around a luminous moon
Warming the leaves of midnight trees
The breeze touch skin so tenderly
Eyes to the lights of twinkling
Dreaming of a cool waterfall
From Heaven's springs to my brow
In the midst of a forest of sin
In my head the magic of mist
That smells so fresh and becomes
Rejuvenation for my soul
Awakens the spirit of imagination
Waterfall I pour from my head
And out of the tips of my fingers
Through the minds of the empty
Giving birth to new thoughts-
This night creativity is alive

Everything I do, I do with passion. Come join me and see what I can do with words!

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