Evening Cascades sounds of the
City with the silent shades of trees. I
Listen to the breeze carrying leaves and debris
Into the sky
Peace grounds its presence in
Simplicity and silence while the sun recedes into the
Evening. There's no need for " you, them, we, or I."
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My imagination, our journey, and this world we call Earth. What shall we make of the time we have left here? Well, with my time I will give you many stories. Read with caution welcome Pen's page; good reading.
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By F Cade Swanson6 days ago in Pride
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