I found a certain
rhythm within
the changing stories
and happenings —
an aliveness
I was once afraid
to trust —
until there was
no other choice
but to follow
this aliveness,
past the stories —
all the way
to nothing —
to its purest form —
where it was
less empty
than all I had tried
to fill it with.
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your posts are amazing!
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Awe. Thanks. They’re just my notes π
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