Refractions

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Seeing you've come this far
You've looked back before
No need for false alarm
For all that's in store
Directions seeking calm
For what's real, so raw
Rays cast flickering stars'
Spirited stories, floored
Acknowledging a past, hard
Trying, buried, you clawed
Your way out at last
Here now, newly swept shores
Choirs of praiseworthy hearts
To commend being reborn

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