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Jan 2021
Whole and rounded in her manner,
skin brushed by a hand of warmth and light.
Bringing contrast to the cool tones of this earth, it nearly kills me
to cast my gaze
on the orange essences emanating over every atom
that is vulnerable:
exempt from the shadows.
However fleeting the luring cycle remains,
the morning may not begin
    without her

as our chaperone.
sometimes words flow out and you did not realize what they held until you've written more than you intended. but just enough to keep them listening
Written by
Belle  Canada
(Canada)   
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     Imran Islam and preston
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