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Clarity With Earth

I find peace in

Every piece

Of the lakeside breeze,

The wind dances along

The trees commanding

My heart to feel at ease,

My clarity with the earth

Is very much appeased

Until the wind dies,

Until the breeze

Is deceased,

Until the trees

No longer dance,

Until the landscape

Is withdrawn

And diseased

– Nick F. Hawkins

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