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Nobody to fall, nobody to fail.
Just freedom: no kings, no belongings.
Two wings for the Soul,
No chains, far of jail...
So tender, so gentle, beloving…

A legend to craft
Through darkness of night –
A riddle of words to discover.
And something that could be considered as fight
Appears one day as “Recovered!”.

I gratefully trust in the Way that I got
My Way to the Point of no-finish.
I have been apart. Today I'm a part
Of Something that eyes can't distinguish.
11/12/2024


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