OSI: Conquer

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From a struggling bud

forth a spirited green grass..

beautiful..

purposeful

quaint and certain

staking its claim..

to life

OSI: Colors

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so slowly,

purple beauty

rose fiery red....

together now,

they outshined the green bed

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osi: that light called romance

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swift, two drifting lights

momentarily romantic

sweet,

and bitter

as time fades

and cease to flicker

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OSI: Blue

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easy sweeps of blue

pulled me quietly

beckoning,

stirring

and softly trembling

i walk one more, the memory lane

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OSI: Copse

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Drift with me
On this long and winding copse
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For how many times can we dance?

with these magical, falling leaves
and smile, along such soothing, fanning breeze
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Today – you and me, will live the day
undaunted...
carefree...
holding hands...
happy feet...
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and, as far as our cheerful hearts can take...
this exotic copse - we will trek

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