shhhhh shh shhh be quite the sunrise has whispers for you she has some hope to deliver upon your sleepy eyes, gentle kisses to your forehead stirring awake each little cell she touches she emerges from the night we’ve been resting in fighting in battling our shadows in she tells me, “don’t be afraid, little one” she ushers me out of the corners i’ve…
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