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Aug 2022
the power of being humble
always seems to forfeit my
control to some refractory
pulse that teaches me such
great yet subtle things.

the wind's grace,
the sound's space,
and the magnetic poles
that continually favor
a spiral-
drawing lines
in my sand.
Tyler
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Tyler  24/M/PA
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