I walked to the edge to evaluate my existence and in my hubris, I believed I was reaching the firmament and beyond.

Instead, the sky was falling and with it the stars. Within my eyes, you can follow their decent to the unknown depths of my heart.

Forest so quiet from snow through the night.
Such new and pure beauty all covered in white.

There's something special on being the first to behold.
For it seemingly safeguards one's heart from the cold.

Like walking through a wardrobe into a magical place.
A glimpse of my youth could be seen on my face.

Forest so quiet from snow through the night.
Glitters like diamonds with the sun's morning light.

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moonlight spilling from her eyes
magic pouring from her lips
the universe in audience of her beauty
even the stars would weep with envy

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The origin to heal is such a fickle thing.
For it needs to start deep down within.

A foundation to heal is a laughing soul.
We all deserve that chance to be whole.

To embark some need only to step away.
Many wished it would be easier to stay.

The origin to heal is such a fickle thing.
For it needs to start deep down within.

I am your stem
and leaf that
supports you as we
reach out on sunny days.

We soak up each
other's tears like rain
growing stronger
when clouds prevail.

You my love
are that rare and
beautiful flower that
blossoms for only me...

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