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My Faith is a Baobab Tree 💭
I dreamt of a baobab tree And found my faith within it Hollow and unassuming A river flows within it Where spirits dwell from root to fruit And memory breathes in soil I dreamt of a baobab tree My faith carried me to it 🦋
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My Melancholy 🕊️
Melancholy is a strange feeling to the one so used to extremes A feeling that nestles in my spirit when old wounds are poked and prodded giving air to memories buried so deep their roots are hidden until my melancholy calls them out to pasture to be watered by tear filled streams of healing
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Crows & Cardinals 🐦⬛
The songs of crows and cardinals they tell me that my Dead are here That Death is near, but far enough to grieve what once my Heart held dear
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Autumn Irene 🌕 