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not being able

to wait any longer

I let go into love

and give presence

to all regardless

of emotional tastes

in living colour

 

my neck stretched

through the clouds

and feet planted treelike

a belly unfolds

pushing tenderly

into personal clearings

 

caressed by belief systems

to be symetrically

wrapped up in the sun

out of the difference

freedom is born

         ~

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