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May 2016
Words etched across my skin like the pages of Your favored book.
Tell me who I am,
To You.
Gifts of sensations You give not belonging to this earthy Realm.
Tell me who You are,
To me

In this Darkness We are Free.
My toes inch over the edge and You take my hand.
Tell me that You ain't goin' nowhere.
I close my eyes and take a shuddery breath.

Like Magic there You are.
At the bottom now,
Calling my name.
Telling me who I am.
Telling me, to jump
To trust
You'll catch me.

When I jump,
when Fall and Shatter,
You with Your smooth voice and rough hands.
You Will mend me.
You'll guide me back to the Top
To do it all over Again.
Proxii
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Proxii  F/East coast, U.S
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