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Apr 2022

There is the core of who it is that you are..
inside of you,  my beautiful ανάσταση

                           and it will never, ever leave you.

When we are hurt real bad..  and in such unjust ways,
we can sometimes lose ourselves--

                                          from ourselves..

But that part of us will never  not
                           want to be found.

We become afraid because the pain from the hurt
has been so bad.

There is a central part of you  that has been protected  
from every bit of that harm--


                                      that is the core  
                of  who  it  is  that  you  are.


    I­n its utter and magnificent beauty,
    it is wholly  unable to be corrupted
              by this less than loving world..

And in it's perfect ability  to see,


       it will always let you be the chosen one
                                                     to find it.



This is the picture painted,

             of you,
                finding you.



please forgive my inability to see
https://youtu.be/4F9DxYhqmKw
~Orpheus
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preston
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