The sun finds my face,
even after sleepless nights;
the world is still kind.
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It starts the same way every single time, more or less: * a wall of text, a cry for justice, typed overnight, or at lunch,
By Luna Jordan4 months ago in Poets
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This was nice, it felt blissful. Loved it