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Apr 2016
You think of an idea
But somebody already invented love
Still, you already know it’s not a single thing
It’s a flock
A swarm
And that is why you feel it so deeply

But it’s easier to love nature
Though it changes it’s still the same
Waiting for you as you remembered it
You can watch it
Walk in it
The inner world is yours to keep

Until you have the courage
You will never make your world permanent
Whether you change it or keep it
Make it happen
Become what it is
Even a fantasy is better than fear

The simple sound of who you are
It’s not disappointment, it’s possibility
You worked at being someone else
While the ocean lay flat
And a tree fell
But love knows the direction home
Mark Lecuona
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