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The Tide

Just as the tide

rises

and falls

with the song of the moon,

so too must all life.

How could it be

any other way?

This I ask myself,

knowing the answer within

feels sure as the moon herself.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. đź’•

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