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Jun 2018
This is me letting go...falling slowly from the cliff of selfish desire, into the cool and clearness of the conscience below.

Of you and my desire for you...this is me letting go.
From the Sleepless Feet Collection.

A wise man said...that every seed dies before it grows. And so then it becomes...is what love remains therein enough to let them go? To relinquish what you want...I think so.
Colm
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