My soul casts its light:
sheer blue; rice paper ice on
Midnight's silent snow.
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Alexis Stanford
Alexis is a poet, essayist, observer, poor philosopher, and Jack-of-all-trades that is better than a master of none. She lives in Philadelphia and hopes that her words will inspire reflection that leads to a life of action.
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Hi mum.
The rain begins to fall lightly against the pavement, as delicately as piano keys are played. Dancing upon the concrete as they hit the ground. Not before long, a crash of thunder bellows through the sky, followed by a flash of lightening that fills the surroundings with the palest blue light. The rain begins to pour heavier and heavier, causing shockwaves of sound through the city streets.
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