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890 [01 February 2017]
There is hope. Nestled, quiet, in the darkening skies of our country’s binding. It is there on the edge, a tiny beacon amid the chaos, flickering in a constant heartbeat of warm light. It is in the eyes of those, … Continue reading
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Tagged 2017, 36 years old, 890, freeform, johanna kaye fugitt, poem, Poetry, untitled
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