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A calming, beautiful poem by Evelyne Kroval.

Still feelings flee as 
          all dirt does so 
a firm fate will need a firmer
          hand of principles: the seed 
which flowers the feelings 
          regrown, so 


can taste your lotus when in 
need. Even as you float 
on panicked waves find 
the caress of a thousand
petals softening you still.

Artwork by Amir Pichhadze

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