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In Search of Rest March 27, 2008

the image of love in the mirror turns… into a whirlpool of desire we cannot maintain our balance and so we fall was it love? we are the fuel and when we are gone there is no flame i became brilliant beneath the light of your love i was alive and only then was i alive woven into tapestries of color and sound where have you gone? i look for you in every face but i do not fall in…

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