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Date Written: October 12, 2017


In a home only known to one who…who spake not aloud.

A darkness…not cold, but warm transcendence into a dream without sleepless smiles.

A caressed aperture of carless momentum rounded by the only instrument given.

Yourself becoming…not noticed…


Didn't you??


Reach for yourself and find for yourself…your self reaching.

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