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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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 I'm so high in the sky, I look down on all that fly, Where the air touches space, It's hard to breath. But the view's so blue, I take a second puff or two, And the sun lights my face, While others grieve. |
