Shapes
A cloud
Lifted and then burned away
By the sun
A seashore
Eroded and washed
By the tide
A river
Carved and recarved
By the mighty flow
A heart
Forged and shaped
By the heat of love
We become what
The forces of
Nature make us
words are our only real power
#poetry
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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