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Jun 2018
we have been up all night, dreading the day
but this candlelit morning will go our way
breathing is easy, our voices low
covered in blankets, through the storm we go

slowly falling into sleep, I pray the rain my soul to keep
as the sun rises, we drown deep
our dreams will echo
our hearts will leap

the brightest colors softly fade as we melt into the day
pastel walls and tapestries
open window
misty breeze

a calm, cool candlelit morning as the sky is storming
the innocence of two friends after a night of spiritual awakening
abby
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abby  19/F/Ohio
(19/F/Ohio)   
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     ---, tempest and PoetryJournal
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