she walks into the night
wraps the darkness around herself like a blanket
lifts her head to the sky and speaks with the stars
shuts her eyes and listens to the wings of the owl
she smells the dew settling into the earth
she feels the coyotes cry in her soul
connected with the night
she breathes deeply and fills her lungs with peace 

-a moth to no flame

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