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1d
Within every burned forest
lies a newly sprouting seed,
irreparable on the surface
is a cycle that is forgiving,
albeit wild and relentless
it moves in ways that cannot
be comprehended

In the essence of
a bleak rain danced sky
is life striving to renew;
nature needs no hand
from humans to thrive,
the answer to all of our squirming
is to simply re-align
05/24
J Bjork
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J Bjork  33/M/Washington
(33/M/Washington)   
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       Emma, Mary Huxley, Rick and Marc Morais
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