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Bestowing movement to thrive
leaving the familiar
forever outgrown
spread my wings
ascend
soar above
prying on things that give you rise
soar past things that clip your wings
ultimately stalling flight
Put on your shoes laced with the scent of destiny
falling like sacred dust from your moving feet
constantly gliding across
and beyond
and always through
movement touching all points
of space
of truth
of time
Light Be!
and it was
ever-evolving
fluid
creating
breathing life
into
I AM
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