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Vibes
Truth filters thru the dust,
discarded, the guise
and I can see clearly
into her soul
carefree, fulfilled
in compassion and condolence
brimming with pride
all that's felt deep inside
and I crave, not with body
but heart
hand holding out, rubbing circles
in the sand, as sun casts her way
early to late
not a slave to one's fate
the grains blow
and I kiss the wind
watching the willows bend
reaching for the sea
I see past what is out
as the truth swells within
discarded, the guise
and I can see clearly
into her soul
carefree, fulfilled
in compassion and condolence
brimming with pride
all that's felt deep inside
and I crave, not with body
but heart
hand holding out, rubbing circles
in the sand, as sun casts her way
early to late
not a slave to one's fate
the grains blow
and I kiss the wind
watching the willows bend
reaching for the sea
I see past what is out
as the truth swells within
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