luck would have it
As it stands
Luck would have it
Would you have it any other way?
My luck is that I can play
With these words I can make
A dream
Of what I think my life can be
There are no rules like my poetry
It's free
A Rocky Mountain Forest
Bright is the light dancing through the rich brown trunks. White and blue sky everywhere all at once. Organics decaying, granite eroding, cracking under sun, under snow, under acid needles always falling. The pine canopy coarsely brushes the air as a breeze rushes through, listen and you can hear every needle. Everywhere white and blue sky. Everywhere promise and comfort.
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