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Sunday, November 9, 2014

ETHER SEED OF AIR. THE WORD

AWAKENED FROM A DEEPLY INGRAINED PATTERN, I CATCH MYSELF. 

I HOLD MYSELF IN COMPASSION. 

I BEGIN TO FOLD INTO MY BEND GENTLY. 

I AM SECURED BY THIS SACRED WILL WITHIN ME. 

I SLOW DOWN INTO THIS TIME OF BEAUTY, AND I FORGIVE IT FOR BEING SO STRANGE TO ME.

I LET GO OF WHAT HAS STRANGELED ME. 

I HAVE HAD TO FIGHT FOR THIS VOICE I HAVE, AND HAVE ALMOST FORGOTEN HOW TO LET GO.

I SURRENDER DOROTHY, AND THIS TIME I LET HER STAY IN OZ.

RAVEN SU,SANE




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