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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Same old problem

Still can’t figure out their rule for writing/ Maybe another time.

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MY FOREVER HOME

Cicadas hum music outside my window

Sound heard ever since my childhood days

I must be coming full circle

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Challenges

When I cannot see

My fingers do the walking

Bodies can surprise

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Once More

I’m in a new home

Muse fermenting energy

Most welcome gift

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