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I rise with the sun the moon and the stars with my lover before he gets out of bed and with the heartbeat that increases when our bodies entwine. I rise like fear in the child filled with wonderment and I rise like the tides, always aiming for the shore. I rise like the fists of rebellion and like the hope of the people. I rise.

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robyn-johnson

American

Published: Aug 5, 2011
LinesWords: 1066

Notes: Written within a 60 second time window.

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