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Apr 2023
it must have been the sun the wind
the elation of the singing birds
that I fell into a sweet slumber
in no time I was dreaming
the storms in our eyes had met &
the stones got deeper
"I cannot reduce another to knowledge. The other’s otherness,
realness, means he will be outside what I can know of him."

Michael Eigen
irinia
Written by
irinia  where East meets West
(where East meets West)   
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