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2014-07-28

Now. Here.




Then one day, just like that
and seemingly out of order,
a gust of pixie dust blows your Universe
open ― a space at a sacred place
in your heart, in your mind
conjure old new wor[l]ds
from the solace of nowhere ―
a promise, in now here.

                                                (just like that)
                                                In a brave instant.

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