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— our end is a beautiful song
sung too often.








thank you for reading GROWING
THORNS & DUST. ! for letting me share my
thoughts, even though it was an imperfect
piece. what matters the most is that we
share and grow our words into flawed
art because that's the most beautiful
process of artwork that can ever exist—
the art of flawed self. we have different
ways that we see poetry as— i see it as
an escape. a break to breathe and feel
again.












may we find our homes beneath
our skin and in the warmth of love
and the universe herself.
















all the love.

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