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Wednesday, October 14, 2015

just write: the brightest stars.

sometimes when a perfect season
is coming to an end, 
it's hard to feel excited 
when you can't see around the bend. 

and so you try to cling to 
the quickly fading light, 
and hold on tightly to the past,
afraid to see the night. 

but though you feel the sun is setting,
know you've nothing left to fear.
for the sky is always at it's darkest
when the brightest stars appear. 


say whatcha need to say.