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Sep 2012
Walk the edge
Where the waves are black and white
Your feet pad the sand
As the water greets and says goodbye

Cyclic motions
To and fro
Come forth then go back
Just let it go

All of the light
And all of the dark
This polar place
Is where I felt a spark

Inside my head
Eased by the certainty
That everything is one
And nothing is left out
John
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John  28/M/New York
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