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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Silent Beauty

Sun sets while full moon rises
Blackness blanket the night
Twinkles of stars light up the sky
Silence fill the awed beauty
Stars begin to dance and hypnotize
Dreams begin to grow and fantasize
The river plays a silent melody
Water lapping among the rocks
Creating such sense of tranquility
Soft, moist breeze flow through the trees
The air, sweet with dew
Such silent beauty to fill the world

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