Beautiful sunrise!
Nature’s daily reminder:
Bright light lies ahead.
How does it work?
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More stories from Annie Edwards and writers in Poets and other communities.
Then suddenly, life as she knew it came crashing down before her… in jagged fragments, boulders in a landslide. So, she waited for the dust to settle.
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
You hold me where the water turns Black around the knees— not the crash, not the crest, but just underneath. Where every step is stolen ground,
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Hey God, it's just me again I'm over here overthinking like I'm getting paid for it and I'm wondering why You have white hair
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