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Oct 2016
These words must point
and must burn..
Burning in their origin
to which they now face..
Thus revealing the light
of Aware I am..
These words are short lived
having risen as mind
in their original vastness..
Words shine in our knowing
the flames they become..
Rising and burning
serving our Joy...
CharlesC
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