Musings From Nauvoo
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Thursday, September 9, 2021
The Curiosity
A blue flower grew through a worn fence to see if
I was true to myself.
If I knew what I was. Or,
more importantly, what
I was meant to be.
JP Pestana
9/8/2021
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