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The Observers
Here, I am: Thinking breathing Running my mouth As per usual because everything matters. My carousel is spinning, sure, But it’s all...
Diana Haemer
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The Clouds
As the soft wind dances across my face And tourists look ’round with excited eyes I gaze across the pretty, open space Wond’ring if my...
Diana Haemer
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