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Our Inner Light is such a fragile thing,
Perhaps that's why we house it in, A tough fleshy husk. It takes audacity, To share our light again, After a violation of our trust. The cosmos dims a little with each closed soul. |
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Our Inner Light is such a fragile thing, Perhaps that's why we house it in, A tough fleshy husk. It takes audacity, To share our light again, After a violation of our trust. The cosmos dims a little with each closed soul. You opened the blinds and sunlight filled my heart ...
TY!!
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I appreciate the read.
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Our Inner Light is such a fragile thing, Perhaps that's why we house it in, A tough fleshy husk. It takes audacity, To share our light again, After a violation of our trust. The cosmos dims a little with each closed soul. You opened the blinds and sunlight filled my heart ...
TY!!
Your lovely comments warm my heart, thank you Leigh.
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Excellent write....
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