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everything is here for us

in the quiet, stillness

the light shines

spreading like molasses over everything

sugar and sweetness, everywhere

inhale, receiving

in the uncertainty, chaos

the dark invites

holding like a mother’s womb, nourishing

spice and soul, deep down

exhale, giving

all we need is here

inhale, exhale

light, dark

dancing as one.

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