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Apr 2015
The sun always intrigues me,
the way it sets after a long day –
a giant, burning orb,
a heavy heart settled somewhere between the
sky and the horizon.
Yet it still rises each day,
no matter what preceded the present,
it still glows in the east every morning –
peeking toward a new beginning.
I want a heart resilient like that,
rising no matter what obstacles
caused me to set the day before.
And resulting in an explosion so powerful,
that all the universe ends.
Written by
Anna Skinner
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