I look up as the tall trees surrounding me,
I watch as I spot a little buzzing bee.
The buzzing begins to fill my ears,
Seeing the shades of green that developed over many years.
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Blurbs
PoetryThey might seem like random words thrown together, and I don't even know what to call them but welcome to my book of blurbs.
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I look up as the tall trees surrounding me,
I watch as I spot a little buzzing bee.
The buzzing begins to fill my ears,
Seeing the shades of green that developed over many years.
