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Aug 2021
the fire burns with passion
the moon settles into its home
the stars rise with no doubt
the waves crave to be understood
the heart beats with a bleeding rigor
the wind calls down upon the trees
none will have fear
all will be celebrated

what is
will never end

but will also never be
Written by
jessica b
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