Fibers

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Fibers

What yet upon wonders,

Of sitting in the grass,

Waiting,

Watching,

As if a memory from the past.

A hole in the woods,

Lets loose the creature within.

The souls and depths of what lays within.

The sky looks like another world,

Upside down.

Through the mind,

Unleashes what’s inside.

The words,

An expression that make up the fibers of everyone.

Written by, Melody Renee Wilson ©06-01-2012

Originally written as small separate poems.

But were collected as one poem

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