A life of space,
Open arms,
Never really,
Feeling charm,
of all that is,
And all that’s not,
Rushing to,
The falling spot.
An openness,
Of times to be,
Till its closed.
You and me.
-11th grade (1991-1992)
Dana
The Beginning Place
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