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Wide open, percolation I breathe in, my own natural rhythm I feel my entire being open -- to myself. I feel sensations, but it is not dramatic Sometimes gentle stillness; Other times, downpours ecstatic Such fullness, in all that I AM, And; Simultaneously empty I AM here,              I feel movement                          As it perfectly gushes through me An absolute trust            Not in something else anymore                      But in who I AM                              And it never fades I allow myself now             My spirit alive,       Constantly singing                     the song of my soul Magic was always real           Just as I knew                  A harmonious reunion, here with you                           As I now live my truth.
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 5:09 AM UTC
Magi
Wide open, percolation I breathe in, my own natural rhythm I feel my entire being open -- to myself. I feel sensations, but it is not dramatic Sometimes gentle stillness; Other times, downpours ecstatic Such fullness, in all that I AM, And; Simultaneously empty I AM here,              I feel movement                          As it perfectly gushes through me An absolute trust            Not in something else anymore                      But in who I AM                              And it never fades I allow myself now             My spirit alive,       Constantly singing                     the song of my soul Magic was always real           Just as I knew                  A harmonious reunion, here with you                           As I now live my truth.
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 5:09 AM UTC
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