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May 2019
You taught me how to keep my back straight
How to believe, how to want more

You taught me how to look out for myself
To have faith, to hope

I still try to live by those tenets
Even if they are now meaningless
To endure hunger and thirst
To feed my souls with better seeds

But the soil won’t hold

The wind is refreshing
And, as with everything else
It’s a memory of something
I can’t have
May 26th, 2019
Stephanie D
Written by
Stephanie D  F/Brazil
     ---, Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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