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Stages (No. 3)

I have not won.

but still

i am winning...

 

should this beast ultimately prosper...

until then...I love ultimately...

and that

ambers my aura

and

trees lean toward me

deer and rabbits... still... and stare

squirrels lay in my path

and birds

sit on the windowsill... and

look inside

to see

the

sunlight

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Written by
carla-marie
F / American
Published
Sep 18, 2025
Lines·Words
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The animals help me to remember the magic...

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