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May 2017
All storms break, the sun dazzles through the trees
My eyes startle open at the absurdity

**** myself? As in, actually **** myself?
What was I thinking?
The finality makes me catch my breath
What was I thinking?

The shadows are just shadows, they don't have teeth
There is no romance, no comfort to be found from falling into the stars

I release my fears and my dreams
The sun dances through the trees

Somehow, somewhere
All storms break in the end.
Amethyst Fyre
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