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Dec 2013
Awaken me,
I say.
Painstakingly,
I began to see.

What's this?
This,
this beautiful bliss.

Around me,
surrounding,
bounded...
but free.

Free to grow,
free to give,
free to show,
how to live.

True love,
is around us,
not above,
but bounded.

You and me,
you are me.
you are free,
free to be.
Alice Sun
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Alice Sun
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