M (Sept 6,1990 / )

Nature Refuge

the sun peeking through the willow trees
floating softly, the descending of a warm breeze
the sky is but an endless sea
the world stands awaiting for me
it's up to us to treat it kind
cause in hard times it's the refuge I find
and if in feeling hurt, it turns it's back away
I would surely wither and expire the second of that day

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Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

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