To be broken or not
is not the question
the quest is to arrive at the sacred remembrance
you always have been whole
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Angels in disguise
To cross the line
To cross the line
of all the circles
in this presence
crashing the words into sounds
creeping out of the veins
entering existence
surrendering to
this being
that feels like home
that feels like none
that feels like all the stars have assembled into one
that feels
to cross the line
of all the circles
and just become
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Being
To write love into the sky with stardust
whispering to the wind
to blow it in all directions
once more
for the knowing
not to forget
love and stardust are
your very being
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Healing
A balance presented itself
in being
completely with the soul
and the healing just came along
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