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Oct 2020
Loving myself so deeply that a longing of another evaporates.
Dissociating myself into the tiny air bubbles of carbonated water.
Floating until I rise above the mountains that crave to be seen.
Carve the spaces of belonging.
Feel as effortless as water caving through solid stone.
Float down the river into the mouth of the sea.
Feeling no fear of the abyss.
Written by
Mose
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     Colm, Khoi and BTW
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