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Thu, 08/06/2015 - 13:41 -- Nutmeg

Dive into it, fall deeper and deeper,

watch as the leaves wisp by, covered in honey light,

moving through the wind like coordinated dancers.

Feel the heat; absorb, consume,

let it spread through you, racing in red blood,

igniting each nerve like sparkelers.

There is a mystery inside of you that

mirrors the stars;

unanswerable, unquestionable.

Just is.

Can you feel it?

The quiet awe of being alive? 

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