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Feb 2019
Aura crafted by moonlight
you (heroine/survivor)
emerge early in the morn;
the gardens know
your sorrows well.

Again
in the fading light
you immerse yourself
in the very fires
that purify you.

Bright-eyed and palms cupped
you bid farewell to your only home,
no end nor barrier in sight -
and plunged.
ŠMW
Melody
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Melody
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   will19008
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