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May 2019
Nothing is fixed;
like stars that
drift the sky by night
as Earth journeys round
in spite of Orion’s might.
The Sun that sets
ne’er regrets a day
on which it shone;
but all that’s grown is grateful
for the heat and it’s rest.
While Earth and heaven shift
the flowers die,
and stars implode.
I shan’t look back with tears
at love I had
and left in change of years.
All the light that shines
from years away
can sometimes find me, still.
Life and love keep going.
Amy H
Written by
Amy H  45/F/United States of Abandon
(45/F/United States of Abandon)   
       Mike Hauser, Traveler, Krizhe Ming and BPIII
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