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I reason art to be
What birds sing on cold
Mornings; how they must
Suffer for their song.
Yet in warm rooms we
Maraud as poets, and
Fear that a shiver
May end us.
What birds sing on cold
Mornings; how they must
Suffer for their song.
Yet in warm rooms we
Maraud as poets, and
Fear that a shiver
May end us.
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Wishful Thinking
What do colors taste like? What shape is music? How can I saddle the wind? How can I hold light in my hands And let it trickle out like water? What voice does the moon speak with? Is the language she uses with the sun Any different from the one she has for us? How far do I need to leap To get from star to star? Which constellations are friendly enough to ride? How do I learn the language of rain Or the songs of a daisy? If I could fly, I'd try racing the sun; If I could live forever, I'd explore the whole world Just to look at everything–– I'd play tag with thunderstorms And hide-and-seek with the northern lights, And then I'd go to outer space And dance with supernovas. And finally, when I came home Half asleep and covered in crystals, I'd sit down by the fire, My head on Your shoulder As You sing me a story.
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safe
I'm taking a ride to a place where I know I'm safe as hell Where breath has no fear and I swear I'll confess to all my sins tomorrow But it's only human to lie
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A Prayer for Recovery
May love wrap your soul in blessings
And give you rest with kith and kin
May time pass swifter than a dream
'Til you're fully restored again
May the peace of God's sweet comfort
And graceful prayers from dearest friends
Speed you on the way to healing
'Til you return to us again
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