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Mar 2014
and then I felt so alone
the moments where decisions veered then vanished to a place once called home
without a thought and a distant destination to go
when even you yourself does not come to know
though faith and a big heart grow
while as you know the earth grows old and the size of world grows smaller and my sense of being is lower than low
the tendency of your thoughts compare to the sound still sea, blue infinity, deep sincerity
like the morning brings clarity after the night moon releases you into sought after sleep
and we’re free again and again you’re found and humbled
existence, I am, we are to be
Julian Alexander
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Julian Alexander  Baltimore
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