Don't be afraid
of the dark,
it may be
the mud.
Don't be afraid
of the mud,
it may be
carrying
your roots.
Don't be afraid
of the roots,
they may be
what lifts you
towards the sun.
-sunflower,
HIRAYA.
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PoetryBetween sunsets and sunrises are a bunch of poems that may mean nothing or may mean everything. Between sunsets and sunrises I am not afraid of the dark, I am fond of it. Part II of The Zeros. Made it to the wattys shortlist!
