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Nov 2020
You look at Yourself, at what you are, how soft you feel, how gentle - and you think - can that be can that really be here -Β Β and you start growing around Yourself grow around until every inch of this gentleness is now
protected until
every cell and non-cell knows
You are supposed to be exactly this way and right here where you are
until you intertwine
with what you protect
know it inside out and
embody it without
hiding without thinking without
fear
Just
Being what you always were
Here and Now.
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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