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born of silence

i was born of silence, and silence is my foundation. everything else is anarchy, chaos and confusion. living and breathing silently. that's all.

Saturday

in the morning we glow...

in the morning we glow...
arise arise.
what to do in this ecstasy
Be.
Posted by m at 14:06
Labels: poetry

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