Who I Am
Lost and forgotten
Are the patterns of myself,
A self rekindling
Kindled clarity, opening doors,
Doorways facing me.
Found under rocks
Rocking away the illusions,
Illusorily slipped on
Onto the new integrated, I Am ~
Changed and changing me.
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