soft light
slightly touching
my skin.
lifting up
my heart on the level
of a dreamer.
shadows uncover
the dark side
of the world.
but without the dark
we would never see the stars.
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Creation
Poetrymy poetry. my truest self. i'm here to create. thank you for listening.
dark.
soft light
slightly touching
my skin.
lifting up
my heart on the level
of a dreamer.
shadows uncover
the dark side
of the world.
but without the dark
we would never see the stars.
