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Sep 2017
I'm back and knawing
At the throat of my youth
Torn between branches I've grown
Lifted and then thrown from atop

Dances, I danced with wolves
Howled till the break of dawn
Sorrow when another leaves
Broken when another's taken

I'm here now what, in human form
Will I live to make something
Or will I be just another mistake
We all know why I left, now here

Home: it's a love form that dwells
That never gifted, never sells
Never tries to be more or creates
Now I mourn what I'll make

Repel repel repel
I will make it beautiful
I will try, that is all
I will be, try, make it all
Stella Stardust
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