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Dec 2017
I am one with the world around me -
part of all which surrounds me.
Am all.
Be all.

I Belong.

The purple sky calls.
A breeze rushes by;
slowly taking me away,
piece by piece.
And I slowly fade while floating away with the wind.

I Belong.
Written by
LionTreeMan
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