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Lb Feb 2015
You're the ambient light that dawns through the cracks of my door in the lonely dark of the night
You're hope
Lb Feb 2015
It's the bottomless rabbit holes,

Ears ringing of hell bound silence

All just waiting for a new dawn to break,

Be patient my love
Lb Feb 2015
If a creative falls in love with you, your love will never die
Lb Feb 2015
I saw no beauty in happiness , it seemed  banal and inaccessible to me. Pain was more easy for me to describe because I knew it so well.
  Feb 2015 Lb
Alice Morris
The warmth rises
I'm engulfed in flames
there is no pain
just the feeling of peace
an inner peace
at last I'm whole
I'm free, I've been released
to start living again
  Feb 2015 Lb
Misadventures of Crow
Not "you", the ego,
but your "you-ness".

Not a family member,
or a twig on a family tree,
but the life of the tree itself,
and the soil in which it grows.

Not a person,
but an essence -
a flavor,
a perfume.

A seed unfolds
idea into matter,
and imbues it
with Itself.

Soul
wears Body
like a suit.

Mind
liaises.

*(And these
are only
convenient distinctions
for the sake
of storytelling.)
Being is self-referential.
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