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Aug 2011
Clouds consume the sky; blocking any visible light from resurrecting the imperceptible memories that keep me going

Rain floods the sidewalks; threatening every living soul from leaving their house

…and then there’s you

The blazing star,
fostering over me and harboring me from nature’s cruelties
reminding me that compassion and love does exist in lieu of atrocity dictating humanity
You, my dear, keep me going
Written by
Akeylah Khandwala
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