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The Art of Peace
In the wonder
I feel the charge
of renewal
wiped clean
from weighty illusions
no longer occupied
by the murky indecisions
or defined by the stumbles
that lead us to
this transformative embrace
- our naked skin
rejecting the toxins
in our primed patience
our present sensation
harmonious.
I feel the charge
of renewal
wiped clean
from weighty illusions
no longer occupied
by the murky indecisions
or defined by the stumbles
that lead us to
this transformative embrace
- our naked skin
rejecting the toxins
in our primed patience
our present sensation
harmonious.
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