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Temperance
New days are never promised, until the storm is calm, and assurance is redundant. I’m a little reluctant, to wade through rivers and reeds, born again, for the thirteenth time today, destined to be saved by the divine, just in time, but wondering why we have to go through this, every single time. The star…
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I Forget My Dreams
Wishing is simple, but fate is unsure, unkind. I forget my dreams.
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Nothing Is True
My mother’s womb is the ocean. I cover my dreams, and suspicions in foundation. I have been darker than a doomed room, broken home that sometimes glistens. When I listen to silence, I am breathing in bright rhythms, paying visits to pacific parts of my heart, untouched by ugly aspects. Nothing is true, when everything…