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Nov 2021
I am a product of collision
an incidental incision
A dead flower rotting in its own soil;

and so, I shall be dust returning to dust -
a product of myself, collapsing like the stars that made me.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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