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Quiet Resurrection

Quiet Resurrection When you dwell in pain,not knowing where to go,too wounded for revenge or anger, it would seem easierto have your limbs cutfrom your body, thento climb the mountainin front of youwith all your heavy,broken pieces to carry– gradually, gently,in the darknessangels encourage your eyesto look up–where a sky full of starsilluminates twinkles of

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Apple Grove

Apple Grove I slept last nightin an apple grovewhere the Mackintosh scented airfilled my resting bodyreclined on a bed of soft grasswith satisfying sweetnesssupporting my peace but before I closed my eyesI was struck by the skyfilled with dazzling starssparking a thought in my mindof an imagined soulyet unidentifiable days laterseemingly randomlywhen I was eatingan

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