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Sep 2020
Not everything that's beautiful
lasts forever, even flower wilts.

Not everything that's in the sky
remain high, even the birds find
branches to rest on.

Not everything that's strong remain
courageous, even irons get
weakened by its own rust.

Not all that's melodic remain to
serenade ears, ocean waves
get furious too.

Not all that remains will remain,
even doves that are settled finds
a new home.
Miranda
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Miranda
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   D Cole
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