Within the valleys
lies wisdom to uncover.
Let’s play hide and seek.
How does it work?
Really good poem
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the mountains are calling me…
and I must answer.
By Annie Edwards 11 months ago in Poets
The first thing that we’d do, as you step onto the scene
Is grab a cup of coffee from the vending machine
Not just any joe, but, the best of the stuff
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The leaves once green
Turn to brown
As they crumble in my hand
Brittle flake and dust
Which I cast to the wind
Across the lake.
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We had not even a scrap of shared language, being from different galaxies and all, but after a lifetime of miscommunications I more or less knew what to do. It took a while, but we eventually established a sort of rudimentary sign language. I realized pretty quick that my two community college classes in ASL were not going to be much use here.
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