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I hold my deck and think with all my might
The Sun, the Sun, let’s manifest some light

I draw The Tower
Lightning struck and upside down

Am I in the midst of the internal shift?
Or is this my intuition’s warning?
“Earth-shattering, catastrophic change . . .”
Please let that be last month
And not in the days ahead

The Sun, I think
The Lovers
The World
Pull me something beautiful
Let the thunder echo and fade

Tomorrow, maybe
The Sun

With Love,
Natalie