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the trees don't even know...they grow outward...fattening with time....i grow in and out....shedding like they do...and keeping my layered core...
the spring...fresh with new leaves convinces me that growth only waits for time to reveal it's purpose...
only this time shows me the meaning of this...still unraveling...still unfolding...but set...deep in my cheast...deep in the core of all things enacted...brought forth...and birthed....is a knowledge that this moment has been long awaited.....
the spring...fresh with new leaves convinces me that growth only waits for time to reveal it's purpose...
only this time shows me the meaning of this...still unraveling...still unfolding...but set...deep in my cheast...deep in the core of all things enacted...brought forth...and birthed....is a knowledge that this moment has been long awaited.....