healing truth

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the valley

was entered,

led all the

way in by Marko Pogacnik

 

assembled

in concentric

circles

a beauty seldom seen

 

in the middle

of nowhere,

a hundred

voices

 

lifted the

weight of

abuse

up & off the ground

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you’re right

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and then

she said,

heaven is

waiting

 

can’t you

smell it

in the air

again

 

the grass is

greener than green

you  know

you want it

 

yes

you’re right

but i just

brushed my teeth

 

howling my name

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never before

have i heard

this calling

ringing in my ears

 

like a howling

you call my name

i hear it

off in the distance

 

haunted by

knowings of you

i dare not ever

go astray

 

a tractor beam

holds me

in place,

forever your love

 

show me

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numbers and

letters,

criss and

a cross

 

never too

late,

to see

your heart

 

loosely stitched

and

hardly beating,

alone

 

the glory

of you,

mixed with

me.

 

 

 

 

measured chaos

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to say i

enjoy this

is the most gross

understatement of all

 

alive and loose

moistened by all

of life.

years roll by.

 

that cloud is

our pillow,

a rest for

a king & queen

 

it’s so still outside,

with the wind

howling round

the corner

 

 

my true north

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i’m as north

as i want

to be,

honest

 

my heart lives

in the west

even deeper

now

 

pulled by tears

gnawed at

by

great knowing

 

lightening our

load

the paved road

lights our way