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Poetry Peony

May 11, 2018

3 new poems for your lovely souls...








collapsing lungs


when they ask where you
are
or where you have gone.
they dont realize
they took you
from you




strength

when people say ‘it’s been done before’
i say, ‘not by me’





something i never knew

the hills are calling my name
the moon is crying for me
and i must go
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