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Finding grace

As long as you try to perfect me.
You wont see how perfect i am.
As far as you can reach for me.
Thats how far i am from you.
When you are lost you found me.
Loneliness wants someone to hold.
That holding on yearns to be alone.
The problem you see is the solution.
But when you see that it is so.
Then the truth becommes the problem.
You are the entire being of the cosmos.
You are all the dimensions of space.
You are all the stars in the sky.
You are its every breath.




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Publicerad 2025-09-17 20:13



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