elixir

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you painted my skies, hues of magenta and speckles of yellow

you were the sound of leaves rustling and birds chirping

you watered my garden of honeysuckle, efflorescing everytime the sun comes up

when i was thirsty and drowning in unfathomable sadness

you are my elixir

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