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Juliana Longo Mar 2015
Beyond the dense walls of smog and misery,  
Beyond the industrialized cage we enclose ourselves in
Lies a place untouched by the hand of man.

This is paradise in the midst of purgatory,
A sacred, archaic creation
Infinitely present yet perpetually invisible.

Here, Mother Nature and all of her creations thrive.
Here,  Her peaceful silence roars over the deafening destruction of mankind.
Here, the Stream flows gently, glistening over the smooth contours of the rocks, declaring its infinite presence
Here, the wind breathes life into the forest, and each leaf, branch, blade, and flower whisper their love in return.
 
This is eternity of Earth.
There is no beginning. There is no end.
All is connected, all is one.
Juliana Longo Mar 2015
skin skidding
lips breathe as one
novels fill with the mystery,
the language
we create
magnets and mirrors,
our hearts race in harmony
intertwined
and
in love.
Juliana Longo Apr 2015
More people are concerned with
why women stay in abusive relationships
than
why men are abusing women

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