As it is.....As the One is found, another is lost. Once open, now closed and amiss. To one's own as it may, to let go, out of the nest, to fly alone. Words unspoken, untrusted upon open ears. Why? Though blissfulness blooms, deceptive and underlying back-sided gestures unfold to mine aware. I see, I see, though show blinded to the mass
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