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I always thought, Cracks meant it’s broken, I always thought, Cracks meant it’s broken,
Opposites are perfect together… Opposites are perfect together…
It’s midnight, past the witching hour, Wistful and weary, It’s midnight, past the witching hour, Wistful and weary,
A poem about me experiencing one of nature’s “ordinary” elements for the first time in my life. A poem about me experiencing one of nature’s “ordinary” elements for the first t...