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Starlit moments caught in the breeze
are filled with echoes of memories
captured in the dark where only the moon can see.
I let out my held breath, ready to drown
in the stillness,
in the moment,
in what's found
Every dream is waking up
that I'd long ago put to sleep.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb
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