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Oct 2015
Something communicated and not necessarily worded
a space between, holding its own creation, its own reality
deep down the heart of things, a silent kiss, a union of more than lips
the coming together of spirits once joined in love, never forgotten
and all that spins off from this dynamic, energises everything else.
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nivek
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     Randolph Llewellyn Wilson and bones
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