Dexter Kichline

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The Trees 

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As I sit, staring into an endless abyss of trees,

A warm and peaceful feeling washes over me

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Without a clue of what is out there. 

Maybe a bear, or God’s divine flight of stairs.

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The sea of green really make me wonder,

What’s the point of all this trouble we cause each other?

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Everything calm, nothing disturbed.

We really need to appreciate this earth.

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My stresses, my grades, my universities,

It all melts away while I’m staring at the trees.