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A broken spirit is much harder to mend than a broken bone – See, there’s no cast for a soul, and no meds a capsule could hold that’s as potent as hope. There is healing though; where the Moon and the Stars exist unpolluted by light, the radiant cosmos breathes through the night: rekindling passionate flames till burning unfettered, brilliant, and bright.
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Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:02 PM UTC
No Cast for a Soul
A broken spirit is much harder to mend than a broken bone – See, there’s no cast for a soul, and no meds a capsule could hold that’s as potent as hope. There is healing though; where the Moon and the Stars exist unpolluted by light, the radiant cosmos breathes through the night: rekindling passionate flames till burning unfettered, brilliant, and bright.
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26/M/Chicago
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 6:02 PM UTC
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