Too much attention seeping surging out my pores and through my roots aching to adore.
Too much attention
seeping
surging
out my pores
and through my roots



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silently, sweetly, safely

Too much attention seeping surging out my pores and through my roots aching to adore.

But that glittering god is grinning gold a snare for hope trodden fools.

The constellation for which I cry silently, sweetly, safely, sleeps Home within my bones.

“Seek Deeply.”

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