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Jun 16
While I reached for the stars,
I neglected the flowers.
In my dream to conquer,
I left everything that was dear.

I finally understood.

By the waves,
That brushed against the shore.
By the sunshine,
That gave life to plants.

Hollow aspirations
Held no value to this cycle.
Written by
Moonlight Puppet
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   Fawn, Mark S and Darrell Landstrom
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