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Poetry

True Life

True life exist in you,

as you flow in the river,

as you reach through the womb.

And at that we are one,

We become our true selves again.

Thanks for your persistence,

and the energy it gives.

Thank you for the seeds that flower in my being.

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The Dock

The dock was fleeting above the ground, carried by the water.

Swift molecules, rubbing together, creating it’s true form, as of now.

I felt so loved. I felt true. I was born.

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