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by Sue Nosker |
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hiked to the top of the mountain the sun would rise anew this day explode like fire fountain |
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focusing their intentions let go of that which does not serve manifest new dimensions The darkest night of the year
I yelled my vows from that mountain top
Last year I vowed to write a poem
© Sue Nosker |
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