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Held
Do not mind this mad-ness in me.
It is mindless,
so give no thought to it.
It is angry,
so give it no admittance to your heart.
Running without stopping,
you would soon drop from exhaustion.
Run then,
but further.
Go ahead,
but faster.
In my hands a loadstone, a dilemma.
Hold fast,
or join you.
Friday 20th October 2017 4:05 am
Sunrise
Every moment on Earth,
the sun is somewhere rising.
Wherever you are here, the sun will rise and pass over you, whether you acknowledge it or not.
Rise and pass over,
rise and pass over.
Ice knows it by the melting. Hidden pockets of quartz-in-rock know it by the warming. I know it by the forgiveness I feel watching sunlight dance across the water.
Every moment on Earth,
the sun is...
Friday 20th October 2017 2:39 am
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