micro poetry
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She was daughter of the moon cycling through the ebb and flow confident she’d always return to whole
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When a heart breaks each shattered piece jabs at the whole body sitting in stillness with broken remains
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The morning sky palette painted in hopeful hues orange, pink, blue gentle reminder the day is anew
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Air soaked of moist Earth Crickets and katytids sing in harmony The full moon illuminating the serene suburban scenery
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Morning coffee cup from Peruvian beans tasting my motherland reminiscing a journey that set my spirit soaring
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slaying the static energy to connect with the cosmic
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Profess to the full moon your heart desires await the manifestations of what you aspire
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We roam to allow our spirits to soar but ingrained in us is our way home.
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The aroma of damp Earth grounds me with every step
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Align your power and beliefs to receive breakthroughs
Yesenia Guerra 