“Yet again I find myself walking on down memory lane…”
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Into the Hermit’s dark night,
we are met with a silence
that only the inner voice can break
All else, muted
They lean into the nuances
of the unconscious mind
A long journey
into the depths of knowledge
seeking the North Star’s key
To return home once more
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former pains decay
it’s futile to resist change
good things are coming
Ase
Hey beautiful Sol Child,
You are loved
Your presence is so valued
Your light is cherished
Thank you for being here
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