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| My words fall into a empty sky. Simply to coalesce with the world of a passerby. What is it which supports the sounds. Making known feeling to those around. I sat and watched as worlds combined. I observed as saints began to shine. For once worlds unto themselves, they again return to the reality of oneness. Stayed by a force from within. What is this dynamism where in they stay. This love which ends the night of a lonely souls play. Threading together as pearls on a string. Reuniting as one, a divine being. |
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