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Dec 2020
fingers graze the violet whisps as
the fire slowly burns out from above.
brilliance was thought to never be.
dreams could never be so perfect.

unlock the feeling of youth,
of the potential of the future.
calling out to the most inner self,
find it.

rays of gold unveil the truth
light becomes dark and yet

somehow,

hope prevails.
dark becomes light once more.
wrote this while looking at a brilliant picture of a lavender field during sunset
Written by
Alaina  F
(F)   
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     Jeremy Stacy and Rich Hues
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