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Sep 2020
I-I am answering every

knock, the door of every

word is left wide open.

I-I feel your every word,

all my energy goes into not

possessing you, for that final

burst of growth.

I-I can't live with any Word

to know they've caused you

grievous harm, their vasana is now being

washed clean.

they came to be because

The Alone met itself then met

abandonment, which is the perfection

of crucifixion.

all involved here are destined

for that meeting place...but believe

me please!!!

I-I could not live if I thought you ended

your glory.

I-I Am always here for you, no matter what--

any way it will be had.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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