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Jun 2017
Standing tip-toed on this ridge which overseas everything,
All around me, I see everything that I was and will be..
The #nomnom of my hungry stomach has subsided,
The throb throb of my heart doesn't deafen me anymore..

Don't those involuntary sounds, make you smile..
and take yourself a bit less seriously than what you overthink?
Don't let go, But don't cling too much either...
This is Equilibrium, a construct impossible yet purely plausible.

Your journey so far only adds up if you remember their smiles,
Your journey ahead only makes sense, if you can imagine your own
Which smiles you ponder? Those whom you surprised with love,
Those who appeared out of nowhere to guide and hold your hand..

While we dive into the minutest details of the magic of creation,
or expand and hover above seeing our unanimous victories..
There is that nub, we bump up against, that sweet middle spot,
The point of Equilibrium, between construction  and consumption
Mirror Mirage
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Mirror Mirage  M/Dubai
       Lior Gavra, Antony Ros and Navigated Thoughts
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