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Nov 2020
For some~~

It is time for Advent

That special season of waiting

For a birth in a storied event..

Incarnation it is called..with a

Child arriving to save us from

Sins construed as so messy..

Re-contemplating that

Child.. recalling our own  

Innocence..before our many

Journeys to far places

Seeking in messiness

Our illusive Innocence..

Until..with joyful Surprise

A discovery..at journey's end:

From our Innocence

We have never departed...!
CharlesC
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