And she just gets so happy
whenyou
breathe yours
you could tell
he was so
everyone loves
and of course
we live the same
life today and then
tomorrow afternightt
will beat the same light pattern
see. we ARE beautiful. The shadow of a sundial.
Each space full of it's own time and reaching further
in fearless generosity
and then she gets to
trip and dance and twirl
across the the bridge of our fervor
and when would we be
without
her forgetting
spinning
a second to hold us all
in the same breath
in the same reason
in the same love
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