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I just want to stop it all--                     become one with the void; walking deep,            deep into the night and never wake up. Never to return.                    <-----Evaporate-----> into the fog I would visit on foggy, nostalgic mornings a welcoming blanket to akin souls        and the vanish just like that...         becoming one with nature finally allowing all my emotions to bloom bigger             than my carnal cage... I will be one with my soul         (finally) The wind purging my humanity leaving only purity behind. Purity of truth. that feeling that we are one; complete within ourselves but holy together.              (finally) Reaching the spark that we are all one.          All divine. all love.          All kind. All truth stems from this simple Purity: Of Wind, Of Water, Of Sorrow, Of Longing, Of Desire, Of Uncertainty. For I am rain, and you are wind, water, earth; For I am fire, yet I extinguish myself. This paradox leaves me empty and searching                     Here the void calls          I must set down my pen Soon. for the void shall take me. Any torture, any pain, confusion, anxiety, distress, depression, even fear, all reabsorbed by the warmth of the night. The dark trees...?                    are welcoming you; protecting your journey. The dark crows...?                     are kind souls; cheering you on. The dark thoughts...?                      are left behind; no longer yours to hold. I step into the night to become one with my soul.
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Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 4:36 PM UTC
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I just want to stop it all--                     become one with the void; walking deep,            deep into the night and never wake up. Never to return.                    <-----Evaporate-----> into the fog I would visit on foggy, nostalgic mornings a welcoming blanket to akin souls        and the vanish just like that...         becoming one with nature finally allowing all my emotions to bloom bigger             than my carnal cage... I will be one with my soul         (finally) The wind purging my humanity leaving only purity behind. Purity of truth. that feeling that we are one; complete within ourselves but holy together.              (finally) Reaching the spark that we are all one.          All divine. all love.          All kind. All truth stems from this simple Purity: Of Wind, Of Water, Of Sorrow, Of Longing, Of Desire, Of Uncertainty. For I am rain, and you are wind, water, earth; For I am fire, yet I extinguish myself. This paradox leaves me empty and searching                     Here the void calls          I must set down my pen Soon. for the void shall take me. Any torture, any pain, confusion, anxiety, distress, depression, even fear, all reabsorbed by the warmth of the night. The dark trees...?                    are welcoming you; protecting your journey. The dark crows...?                     are kind souls; cheering you on. The dark thoughts...?                      are left behind; no longer yours to hold. I step into the night to become one with my soul.
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Kathleen_Cries
20/GF
Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 4:36 PM UTC
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