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Jul 2019
Even a full moon would shatter unto the surface of
a dark, deep sea.
Then what light could go through
when a deeper darkness
is in me?
On a bus late at night, while the fullness of the moon warped as it reflected on the sea, I think of the darkness in every one of us.
𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚛𝚢
Written by
𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚛𝚢  seaside of wildflowers
(seaside of wildflowers)   
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