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Posted on December 3rd, 2007 by Shannon
My legs stuck up over the grass
Like the antennae of an insect
As I watched dandelion seeds
Spinning through the world’s exhale
With clouds as my stepping stones
I tip-toed through the azure pond
Only able to through my perspective
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