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--2013 (RECENT) Poems And the air smelt sweet
like cinnamon...
High with thoughts of you,
of home.
As I lay down on my bed,
Another day is over.
And Today happily,
thankfully lets go of its clench-
Like dry, loose grains of sand
Falling from my skin,
Sinking back to the Earth.
Leaving me as I am.
One with the Universe.
As I slowly breathe
with the stars...
In the bossom of Tomorrow.
