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Dec 2011
I am that tree
Where ignorance is bliss.
I am the sky
Where everything floats through me.
I am the air
That blows this way and that.
I am that river
That flows forward and back.
Iā€™m not just me
Because I am made of the sun,
Of the earth, of the ocean, of even you.
I feel myself in everything
Whilst feeling everything in me.
DeAnna Sandoval
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DeAnna Sandoval  TX/MA
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