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Feb 11
My breath
then comes yours
then mine
rhythmically

furthering some greater scheme
transcending our lives
bordering the edge
of another reality

we are always there
words cannot describe
they merely tell us
what is absent
there are no physical bodies
no walls
no limitations

I cannot take you there -
you never left
we are there now,

no more pretending
Written by
Bennett
  116
   Vianne Lior and Rick
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