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I grow from the debris

Of the past me

Like a phoenix

Like a sucker sapling tree

Like mushrooms pushing through dead leaves

Unexpected,

Perhaps dangerous.

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About Alix Moore

Alix Moore—the Joy Writer—is passionate about living and writing in a world of peace and joy. It is her pleasure to share what she knows with children and adults.
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