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true self

true self: lying on the pillowy bed i count my breath running from random thoughts like jonah fleeing nineveh i encounter a system of larks realizing that the observable universe is transient and less than real as i eclipse the depths of peace finding a God of mercy in daffodils & tulips allowing myself to become an einstein of love. 4/3/2019

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