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Jan 2014
more than the water,
she ripples concentric.
alone.
but who isn't?
it needs to be written.
she needs to relive it.
again.  
it's her prison.
now the world and her daughter
decide how far she'll go
amen.  
heaven's risen.
Written by
mandala lama
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