Meredith

Holy this blessed birth on mother earth

our concert pianist - composer supreme

in this sound on the vast ocean’s of life,

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Beautiful.

A word that doesn't even begin to describe you.

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You're like the rain.

You have this darkness about you that seems to illuminate.

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Do you ever just watch the rainfall?

Watch the crystal spears as they seem to come down harder, faster.

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It's a beautiful tragedy.

How the wind works along with the rain, pushing the trees, and the rain itself, back and forth.

But if you look closely enough, it's almost as if the world is dancing.

Generation after generation, you'll always hear them say.

There's always beauty after a storm.

But what if the storm is the real beauty.

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You shoot me those looks

I can't seem to break free from

I am chained and locked

To your dark round bullets

Blessing dropping down

from the gloomy darken cloud~

The spring comes alive

your memory

intoxicates me

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These thieves on to my weather letter playing my tune with caution cause there not the author

And what to you to sit on moons I know the words I use and play is endless but your on the wrong side of

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