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stairway out of the ocean

what used to be

I cannot see

I cannot feel

I cannot fake

the smile painted across my face

washed away

by the Red Sea

of separation

a fall from grace

into a dark night

the death of might

no more fight

only stillness

only observing

the pretender

the ultimate surrenderer

the ego laid to rest

but breathing still

now smaller breaths

no more veils

no more calling on fate

Now is awake

Now is dreaming

Now is a paradoxical feeling

what‘s birthed in the darkness of separation

awakens to the light of Eden

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