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ens up to light my Way across your yard</p><p id="e973">I wrote this poem as a response to <a href="undefined">Galit Birk, PhD</a>’s August’s writing prompt in the pub <a href="https://medium.com/being-known"><i>Being Known</i></a> (original invite below). It captures the feeling of moving forward with hope in my heart, despite my surroundings being more dark than light.</p><div id="17dd" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.
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Stonewall stricken night Sky opens up to light my Way across your yard
I wrote this poem as a response to Galit Birk, PhD’s August’s writing prompt in the pub Being Known (original invite below). It captures the feeling of moving forward with hope in my heart, despite my surroundings being more dark than light.
