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summer spent sweeping dust
from stress-filled months
clearing a cluttered mind too
filled with fears and fake fantasies to find
hope arises, shoulders lifted, eyes joy-filled
just in time
’til darkness, cold and dust arise and
then again
I pine
 
 
 

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