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Free, Deep and True

Finally.

All the flowers growing around me

the little sparkles allowed to gleam

and the beauty of tenderness,

the most precious form of love,

comforting me.

How come I was so blind,

how come I couldn’t see?

I am that Mountain,

Mighty and Lush.

They came to me attracted by magnificence

they could not handle.

I let them perish in their corner of misery,

it was their choice

so I let them go,

for now I remember who I am.

Free, Deep and True.

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