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a soft breath

it’s that place where
(the flowers grow sweet)
when you press through the mountains or come by the hills
you breathe easy
where your feet rooted eternally

home is (softness and beauty, tangled in your heart) safely north
of where life can rip you

you are always welcome here

a soft breath

it’s that place where
(the flowers grow sweet)
when you press through the mountains or come by the hills
you breathe easy
where your feet rooted eternally

home is (softness and beauty, tangled in your heart) safely north
of where life can rip you

you are always welcome here

Christina Finley, 22

Sammamish / North Bend

 
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