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       It is like i have never grown up at all.
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then she became transparent to you and me  then time sliped?

Time
found himself
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off what was himself
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and fell to what was

Thank time itself.

I have tried
try try again
think I am insane.

Where do the stars end
when I feel so far away from home?

Slide sat down
next to shove
push came over
forse on his shoulder
like he always was
then nowhere came in
made them all feel small
and that is how
Black Holes Make You Feel.

Paul?                do you dream in colours.               Yes I do.
I ask?                do you smell your dreams.            To be filled in by you.
Paul?                do you like women.                         Yes I do.
I ask?                do you know yourself.                    To be filled in by you.
Paul?                do you have favorit food.               Yes I do.
I ask?                do you taste what you think.          To be filled in by you.

                                               Just some examples for you all
                                                                          from me this man called Paul.

What was what
and strangely is no more
more complained
and said i can give more
can then said
                What was is no more.

.                                              duality           ­                    diversity
                                               lost                                      found
                 ­                              in                                         void
                                               yin                                       yang
                                               male                                     female
                                               energy                                 flowing
                                               dark                                     light
                                               finite                                    infinite
                                               destroy                                create
                   ­                            death                                   life
                                               in                                          out
                 ­                              loneliness                            intimacy                                               

                 ­                             
                                   ­            letting go                            holding firm
                                               walking with                     walking away
                                               moving out                        moving in
                                               embracing silence             cuddling chaos
                                               making out                         sitting alone
                                               loving fully                         craving love
                                               loosing fear                         desiring power
                                               past actions                         future promise
                                               healing wounds                 festering resentments
                                               being aware                        choosing ignorance
                                               centering prayer                running away
                                               sharing life                         hording death

.                             bodies                                   more
                                colliding                       ­       than an
                                        gently in                            emotion
                           ­              infinite                             tied to physical
                                       space and time                connection,
                                 ­          unfolding into                and yet found
                                        each other                         in carnal lust.
                                     and becoming                  a language spoken
                                            one.                ­           in silence.

My year is over
and manybe
I will see no more this year
but do I give a ****
maybe in small ways
Happy New Hello Poetry Friends

***  Paul