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Jan 2018
I ache but
when the music begins
everything bad
goes away at an instant and
I can breathe again
for just a minute, forgive myself
for it, feel kindness.
Be asinine without reservation, brave
like a fool but ready
to fall in love, maybe I'll even stop
wishing for contraband
because the hurt is gone and
I can see light at the end of
my darkest hour, just for
a minute I realised that
"no man is an island"
and I am not blind
to my own needs.
Here's to an ℓP
of empathy
and to adaptation
at the edge of chaos;
Julia, Mandelbrot.


Quote:
Line Sixteen from Devotions upon Emergent Occasions [1624] by John Donne.
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
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