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To Feel the One

To feel the pain of another is

to know their heart.

To feel the darkness of another is

to know their heart is not dark.

To breathe the breath of another,

is to breathe each other.

Beyond the identities we choose

and the language we use,

is that for which words only confuse.

To see through the clutter of our own creation

is to see that which has created us, as they are.

As we are.

The breath, the pain, the light, the dark.

The love.


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