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My heart has weaved itself in the magic,
the joy in every breathe.
Lost in the moment
where I’m free.

Accepting this moment how it really is,
is hard sometimes.

I try let the hands of creation
be created through me,
shine through me,
become me
even in the shadows.

I can feel myself become one with each passing breathe,
listening to the music
in between the silence.

Xo

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