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Oct 2020
Alone I am at home
Apart I am a part
Of the whole
Of the soul
Of the light
This quality of being
True seeing
When I uncover my eyes
When my quiet mind leaves lies behind
This is when I finally find
Merging with the infinite
Verging on the precipice
And leaping off so freely
That it’s really no surprise at all
When I find I fly instead of fall
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Derrick Jones
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Derrick Jones  26/M/Portland
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