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Nomad Entry 23
Each day brought me
A magnificent sunrise!
I made way,
Down for the creek.
Once perched upon a log,
I rest my weary head;
Giving way
To the waters beneath.

Thank you for
Holding me mother,
I know that I'm deserving.
I lie naked with the hopes,
That your sun will
Stain the spaces;
My shadows will surely run.

© daniellemilicaj