like the yucca and fig moth
make their way home
unto their death,
there lies a reason -
magical, unknown,
for every pain,
and every death,
when that becomes
the birth
of a new loved one.
make their way home
unto their death,
there lies a reason -
magical, unknown,
for every pain,
and every death,
when that becomes
the birth
of a new loved one.
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