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Dec 2014
The rain falls down
The desert breathes again
And I awake from my slumber
to realize
The ground beneath my feet is gone.
The air is lively
as I left it,
The goddess
lovely as ever
But my feet I cannot find.
Victorious I emerged
From my long summer battle.
The illness is gone.
I've returned to my skin.
But I've forgotten
How to live..
Bells
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Bells
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   Xan Abyss and ---
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