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I once found comfort in the night,
In the dark stars twinkling above,
In the moon with her hazy glow.
I was okay with being alone.
But now I find it in the setting sun,
Bathing in the hug like warmth.
In the feel of grass under my feet as I dance.
I think I'm ready to become myself again.
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
