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Dec 2020
We only howl when the sun rises
Cause nights are for softer sounds
And softer hearts than
The faces made for the
Days that make fists

Paler light unclenches them.
We blend into a scape
Without fading, a starry
Dusk overwhelming

Our cries will cease
And we will hum and burn
In our fall.Β Β The trip to
Earth is fun
While it seems to smile back
The land glowing closer
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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