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poem submitted to "Your Favorite" poetry contest, Seth Pina, sponsor, February 24, 2026.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I notice the halcyon spaces between my thoughts. Thoughts come and go, but spaces are always there—between written words, between objects, between thoughts, between sounds, between words, between musical notes, and inside a cup—around and inside it. Spaces are everywhere. They’re all the same spaces, and they’re always there. Before the thoughts came and after they left, the space is. Before the music was born and after it died, the space is. Before the words were written and after the words are read, the space is. Before and after death, the space is. All these spaces are the same. space is the entrance the transformative vortex window to Spirit
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