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A jug of milk spills out upon a canvas created out of all things,
and it slowly crawls across the empty space surrounding it.
It ignites with all life flowing through it—
life that continues forever and ever
and defies all evil.
It ignites like a million tiny sapphires with greater splendor.
It illuminates the icy night and twinkles softly behind the canvas of all things,
and it twinkles like it wants to wrap the universe in a hug
and tell secrets of all things
everywhere and nowhere.
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(2021.)
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Collection.
PoetryEvery poem that I have ever written in my designated poetry journal since the day I was eleven years old. Read at your own risk. 😎
