Catching up on what I wrote during the second week of September:
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blooming on bare branch
couple of birds
like fall, I own a scented song
getting stronger
in the wind of memories
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for her birthday
she plants rainbows
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to shift, expanding circle into universe while contracting it back to dot ... balance is in holding the space for contradictions simultaneously, identifying with non ... eye of the observer, who knows
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