synchronized
And I remember the snow like dewy pearls and blankets
And I saw then
with less jugdement in my heart
I felt better
And to just feel like a human
Not better or worse
Just a part
Pure
Somewhat just living
Like all else
And to be one of the branches
Circling around the sun
Or the street lamps
Or the stars
And to hear the pebbles of rain
And singing of birds when I close my eyes
To be freed from the strings and webs and sticky pulling threads
That keep us away from the full of nothing
Of just sitting and being and wondering and letting things sit and then letting go
Of nescesarry pause from the loud and red and industrial
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