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poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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RosesStems have been broken,Like spines wreck themselves to build all over againTo make a flower out of seedand to find themselves bloomingfrom root to flowerI find myself burdened in all that is CreationThis tale of being all that holds up a NationBut yet broken down to dust, in the name of Tradition I’ve learnt recently […]