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i am no longer fitting the pieces of my life back together
I am ready for creation
Though i will not forget the sky
pink and orange and a painful kind of blue
walking alone through the snow at twilight
the mind clear from the static in the air
full and empty and round with thought
and Feeling
of Self.
I am ready for creation
Though i will not forget the sky
pink and orange and a painful kind of blue
walking alone through the snow at twilight
the mind clear from the static in the air
full and empty and round with thought
and Feeling
of Self.
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