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I r u n from the h o r i z o n w i t h t h e s e words that lead me onwards to the truth of my e x i s t e n c e but the road g r o w s e..

There's a word that came by, very gently, one night, and I can't remember your name. There's a feeling I felt. early morning, one day, neve..

Written to describe a black and white photo of a wintry scene, but with more in mind, I think.

Possibly a slightly unreal view of the power of the sun....

If there's a star out there, Can I sit in your flame? A place where I can bask in your gaze with no name. A harvest moon, a ray of sun, ..

Paddling on a briny sea of all our tears Casting for crystals, Boats made of orchestras Rafts of memories, Seem to sink ..

GAIA I try to heal the world today from high, as I go floating gently, on a breeze. And my breath goes up softly, like a kite, to ..

I don’t know if This pane Should Be In or out, Cut to pieces, Held up for a while, Ignored completely Painted over, Or..

Why would I think I am nobody? That flew through me today, like a knife. Then I thought, at least I'm not ANY body, and EVERY body ..

The strange presence of nature, carrying on regardless...