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

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on the Marking day of your Death, I honour you, and your effervescent presence, These Chambers that keep giving, All this, Remembrance, this Learning, Of Love. My Fertile mind, flirting with Life, The Soil, rich in You. Rich in your Embrace, Rooted in Memories, and your Smell, I remember how the Home was draped […]