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Till the morning…⛅

As morning comes and night is dawn…

My spirit awakens and beats as one…

My shallow breath breaks anew…

As spirit lies beneath the womb…

Which allows my soul to yonder and sleep…

What lies beneath the hidden creek…

A city of mountains, a fierce lagoon, what beckons life to come out and bloom?

A tidal wave of epic proportions…

Behind winds of hollard devotions…

Into the hidden cracks of sleepy hollow…

It is I who wishes to see what lies beneath the shallows.

A.H.🌐

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