Nothing can be perfect
Or stay forever lasting
But what about the embers
At the bottom of the fire pit
Or all the sand
That sleeps below the waves
I’ll stay as long as I can
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Allyson is a writer, world traveler and future naturopathic doctor. This blog is her personal collection of poetry and art.
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