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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() When darkness settles thickly o’er the sea And rests upon the waves like blackened silk When water’s pulse does swirl in secrecy Within the nighttime cover of its ilk, When twilight sets a hush to boist’rous wood
That in the day does swarm and beat with life, When creatures shelter under forest hood And bide their time until the day breaks blithe, When all the world has settled into sleep, No eyes shall open up unto the sky, And dreams like mist around our minds shall creep, And heavens settle without watchful eye. Why then, in all the barren hush of night, Do lonely stars above still shine their light? Comments are closed.
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