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 May 2021
Grace
take care not to abandon me,
the blue things whispered as they fell apart in the terrible fog of forgotten memories.
 May 2021
Grace
i lose myself at least once a day
but at least I can watch it happen in the mirror

I miss a thing I have never known
and it's ever so lonely to miss alone
i give in to the moon again because happiness is hard to come by when spring teases you with her pretty innocence
 May 2021
Grace
Blessed Ostara and Beltane,
as the sun shines and the earth rains,
let me let go.

Let me cleanse my feet in fresh soil
and kiss the wind with my whispers.
Let the world take it all from me
so I may bloom anew.
 May 2021
Grace
Pretty blue forget me nots,
I never knew your name,
I never knew your meaning
but I liked you all the same.
looks don't matter but aren't these blue things pretty

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