Introducing Me

Home in Spring

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I roll out of a box

With tension in my shoulders

It all seems so superficial

As I go farther from that place

I feel myself relax

I feel the cool breeze across my skin

I shiver but yet feel warm

As I walk down the rocks

There are petals that bloom beside the path

Music comes from the trees

Of winged animal and the breeze

This is home

Truly for me

And spring is on it's way

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