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by Sasha Damien
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  Sometimes I stand at the edge of feelings
A part of me lost to the moment
While the rest ring at reason, but I move all the same
Spiraling towards them, like a firefly to fire.
Destiny rooming in from time's attic, waiting to turn,
Curving towards calls from the cavern depths
That infinity patterns in light
Looking down at my vulnerability
A silent dancer, dancing away
Moving through opaque lifetimes
Bowing through various incarnations
Sitting wisdom on it's ancient seat
In it's single abode, my life, my soul
At it's heaving octave...
Sometimes this thirst slakes at clipped minds
Often a portrait I have to complete, my binding with Earth's bid.
Sometimes I stand alone, at a lonely distance
Living at their dimension to raise lost vibrations,
To pull back the veil, to move them to that light,
My sole contract smoked at infinity's hearth.
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January 15, 2006
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