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I look out of my window
from nudging I can percieve as in a glass.
In my awareness there is nothing
to hold except this reflection.
And through the deeper parts of this glass
this sphere I would keep from answering
if I could challenge the flow or ice to melt?
Or as the ice keep from answering would there be tears?
Things come and go as they wish.
As I look out my window with the breath of sayings.
from nudging I can percieve as in a glass.
In my awareness there is nothing
to hold except this reflection.
And through the deeper parts of this glass
this sphere I would keep from answering
if I could challenge the flow or ice to melt?
Or as the ice keep from answering would there be tears?
Things come and go as they wish.
As I look out my window with the breath of sayings.
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Breath of Sayings
Breath of Sayings