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Oct 2014
a flower shall be named of love
And shall teach the journey to it
To be born in a dense dark grave
And though unable to witness the colors of passion
Embrace every tingling nerve infected of it
To see naught
And hear echos of a world
With a brighter future than your own
To fight with every new piece of your being
And welcome them with new confidence
Push so hard it hurts,
For nothing could hurt more
Than there being
Nothing else but this
Feel like your fight has lasted forever
And you'll fight no longer
Catch a break
And catch a breathe, one breath
Before you catch a glimpse
Yes a glimpse
shades of affection
Reflect off of
Seas colored with trepidation
And the trees shining in humility
One with a wind
I didn't meet but today
And Sun with a touch Of warmth isolation in my own soul never gave me
I grew by my own strengths
But I thrived in good company
Thy presence equates
To a better tomorrow

And the flower should teach love to unfurl
and ignite the senses I'm such an intoxicating way
That so even if love may age,
And even die
It would always be worth it
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