Weaver - an original poem

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A rising moon

That's split by vines

Suggesting how you feel inside

Small lights that bend

But join to mend

They'll stitch to you

If you just lend

A hand

Through sand

Through foam and surf

A rising tide

To fuel rebirth

Tremendous quintessential Earth

Forgiving love

Through thick and dark

If you'll just let her leave her mark

Synthetic spins

Magnetic winds

Might share a course that's set on truth

A ruthless touch

Conveyed with grace

Could breathe enough to steam through you

Inviting what you know to be

Supreme release

Forgetting me

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