once, i played my taiji on a pier, early in the morning of a gulf island summer. swallows dove and swooped, brushing my face and neck with their winged feathers as i flowed with the morning mists. it was a timeless moment and i knew, as i returned to a state of relative normality, afterwards, that i had been to heaven, and it is here, now, when we release all of our madness and allow it to be.
love
LL
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LightLizard
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