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Wrapped in a dream where time has no say, no diminion. We can move backwards, forwards, and the moments are ours once again. To dwell within hearts and love fearlessly. To cloak ourselves in an unmistakable immortality. To once again walk upon the shores of your soul. This is where I exist. Think on me, will you? ~ B.T.

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A Stand-alone poem, “Alchemy”

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"The capture of Christ" (1620), by Anthony Van Dyck.

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Sotce

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arch into the height of life  and bloom like flowers,

there is a key to every door and an ending to every mystery —

how the grass covers the land, dies and returns every season,

the sky —

with her pale dawn  arising from sleep, eyes soft  with the waking, she

remembers herself, 

oceanic.

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