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Feb 2020
In this river I pour out
A glass of lasts
Of water within me
To return as a well
And rejuvenate self
I must rise again in this earth
In order to be
I must go
I must sleep
A Setting Son (10) - I couldn't possibly begin to detail the feelings prior to these. It all just felt so big, like the sky looking down at the earth. Like the earth slowly moving beneath my feet.

I'm glad I did this.

And still do.

"Well, I'll see ya."
"I'll see ya."
Colm
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