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Jan 2022
I spent a lot of time
Proving
I spent a lot of time
For causes
For a higher calling I guess
All I ever wanted was to connect
To find a puzzle piece that was missing within
Connecting the to this
Connecting to that
When all I ever needed was to connect to me.

You are so ahead of your past times
Not from this realm
More like a bunch wings always free
My love, you suffer from severe amnesia
You have already been through this pathway
Remembering your singularity
You are enough
More than enough
With mystical touches of mystery
You are an intuitive sensitive child
Moving through obstacles with style
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise
Better yet, don't let anyone show you otherwise
You put in passages and the stance
It shows ceremonies of healing dreams
A dream of their disappearance
And your reappearance
Despite the manifestation
You are a sweeping force
Carrying yourself
Reminding yourself
The ones that got away
Rewind one more last time
Turning the pages
You got away

You may have held my hand for a while
But I hold my heart forever
The true balance of being tamed and instinctive
Finding the primal practice of soul healing craft
My love is all I need to feel complete
It is written into the stars and drawn into destiny.
Chapter Three: The Whistleblower
Confessions of Aggression
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Confessions of Aggression  WA
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