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Heavy
I don’t know really If I’ll ever be ready This life so heavy
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Elegance
Its scope is a staid statement of simple timing when planets align
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Wander Again
Remember feeling Love when no one knew meaning For you were being. ©️ Thom Amundsen 7/2021
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Treat Him Differently
no wisdom will measure commonality of love inside a treasure ©️ Thom Amundsen 4/2021
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Space
language curious when words willing would wander peace impervious ©️ Thom Amundsen 11/2020
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COVID Haiku
Would he know regret Despondent though he might let Love all He beget
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What Now?
What is a racist? Though I do clearly insist In love we resist. ©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2020
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Minneapolis
Tear down the city Tear gas is a ‘solution’ Tears are not enough © Thom Amundsen 5/2020
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A Home Alone
Off in the distance Quiet memory took place Closing door is chance
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Walking In Silence
Mood does alternate Every word resonate We negotiate
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