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May 2015
seeps
into
my
pores

my
breath
comes
out
.
.
.
STARS

10W
s­oulsurvivor
Is it ok for a
Believer
to say she's in love
with the night?

I LOVE it.
Its aura
It's mystery
Its creatures

I sniff the air
Not as a scared timid animal
Nor as a beast looking for prey
But perhaps as a coatimunde*
Perhaps full of mischief
But definitely not afraid

Breathing in the darkness
and the love of it

Breathing in LIFE


*a desert animal that comes out
at night. It looks like a cross between
a monkey and a raccoon
and it's pure mischief!

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SøułSurvivør
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