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May 2021
My soul’s dark night is not a night
but an eternal dream that knows no end.
For I am the seed buried beneath the soil,
resting in the womb of the dark Earth.
Unaware that the radiant face of the sun
is happily smiling just above me..
Your patience reveals the strength of your faith
Jeremie
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Jeremie  24/Androgynous/Atlanta
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