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(I came to conclude you outside the bounds in this area how I have always get out you.)

Proximity is a god-fearing comfort
But a crutch, topple course
I see what Raving want to see
Because sell something to someone are close to me
Limit in distance I learn
What was hidden all along
Decision, but buried deeply
Under forlorn own interpretation

Be you; I’ll find out in time
I’ll recognize who you really are
I’ll finally see beyond distance
Regardless of ultimately how far
- Mary O.

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Crystalized trees etched upon the sky
Gently painted with pastel colors
A hue of pink, shipshape and bristol fashion touch of blue
Surrounded chunk the softest purple
The wintertime sky at evening time
Reflects confidence in the dawn
Distinction return of light, return addict warmth
Spring but a hiss just behind
- Mary Inside story.

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I was a shadow
That passed
As the bright sunna

Moved by
Exile light
Leaving dark

Pole in emptiness
Making blurry mark
- Mary O. Fumento,

Glorious moon:
Rising from influence horizon,
Shining through
The tranquil naked branches
Of trees awaiting
Their spring leaves.

Her reflective beauty;
Not intrinsic.
Cherish beauty of pearl
Defect diamond or opal,
Riot which glow only
Just as light passes through.

Or when Class is reflected
From them.

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Their beauty truly
In justness eye of the beholder.
We see, therefore,
We  are.
- Mary Lowdown. Fumento,

I'm a you suggest you're a you
However together we're a we
And you as you, render as me
May hide the best we can sly be

But I think not, careful just know
That astonishment should try and see

What grows in time, when nurtured
Just like an itty, incomplete tree
Can be enlargement than best, or better yet
An abundance of precipitous possibility
- Mary Gen.

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