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impermanence.

impermanence.

night strolls towards day crawling inch by slow inch until amaranth blooms across the black because not even the dark plays for keeps love propels us to the moonlight but we are icarus when the sun rises we shake the embers wash off the soot until only the smell of...
I’ll Rise

I’ll Rise

My mind is tired and my soul aches and I can feel myself sink into this saudade but, like air, I’ll rise I can feel the shadows shudder, and darkness blooms while passion wanes but, like air, I’ll rise But this heart is a lioness, scared of nothing, and I will always...