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Nov 2018
Joy is always joy but oh do I relish in that feeling after having suffered so
Sadness is always sadness but oh how familiar it has become
I know sadness like it’s my home
I know joy like a distant lover who only comes to visit when the moon is full
I know the moon like I know my family
And I’ve whispered to her
A thousand secrets
I will whisper to her until my voice is buried in the earth
Humming and warming souls who lay upon the grass
Grace
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Grace  United States
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