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Feb 2014
he embodies religion
I remain an empty carcass
unsure
of what is ******* the ocean
out of my trembling heart
pour into me the hell I need
to burn every hesitation
and insecurity
that prevented me from
the nurturing
of a sacred garden
new colors flourished
breath taking, breath stealing
by a faerie radiating light
in a place
that I neglected until weeds intoxicated
the gateway to my inner peace
something as delicate as religion can not be neglected
a reckless soul cannot care for the fragile imbalance
of insecurities and affection
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   Francisco Ortiz
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