Together
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Serene and satiny uneasy things,
Wraps in the breath of sea,
to which I keep my seasons naked with bruises,
So you could be calm when you find me .
and slow down the season,
With the sky in your eyes ,
In simple expression ,
So that I can fly .
to a quiet place for us ,
Where we are restless ,
But our pieces remain together,
when we grow as birds gather .
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- © The Himalayan Messiah
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