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Apr 2020
you are the garden
of forked paths
every reality becomes possible

i now float
where once i sank
who brought me here?
unfurl the thread
and guide me out

lead my hands
along the contours of your form
melted wings are anchors now
Written by
Tom Morgan
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     Bogdan Dragos and Cloudydaze
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