Oh dear wind… oh holy breath… you who reach towards me… blowing whispers at my ears… blowing down the squeaking doors… I unknowingly placed there… you who constantly fill me with your breath… or… is it my breath? When do you stop and I begin?… oh… How could I not surrender… as in my surrender I find my sword… my strength… your breath… my breath… finally we break through the walls… finally we break through the illusion… through the game… finally we are the love… we have been trying to get…
Posted on: Mon, 30 Sep 2013 07:32:40 +0000
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