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Jan 2021
You are everything they love
You are everything they hate
spirit still, spirit approaches embracing the air
aiming to flow through the open window
aiming to feel free like the wind,
spirit approaches the skin
spirit wears the skin

you are holy love.
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A  18/F/Vancouver
(18/F/Vancouver)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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