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Nov 2010
To wish across
a ray of cosmic everglows
To wish on every Star
for every dream,
every wish --
maybe one for
every Fear.
To create,
recreate
And then dissect.

Spread vastly
for no one to see,
punctured you
And stained Me.

To walk freely
where my feet can
take me.
To stand,
to laugh,
to cry --
To be One.
To hand over
broken pieces
and every piece of whatever's left.

To stand,
stand,
Stand.
Dust myself
and stand.

After you,
before me.

To stand.
To stand.
To, finally,
Stand.
Joyce
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