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ORIGAMI
She wishes she could crease time, origami it into a shape she could see, touch, hold.
But like her memories, it vanishes, leaving only the hope of something else.
STARS
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STARS
Each night beneath the sky's dark blanket, I watch tiny stars appear.
As they illuminate the world above, I imagine you floating across the heavens, flicking a million little switches.
SUMMER
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SUMMER
Across open fields where the heavens meet the earth, a rainbow of wildflowers bloom.
Stems swaying, they dance in the breezy breath of summer, and my soul does the same.