Battle of the Self
Self against Self fighting
Selves of the Self
Old and the new
Past and the future
little beings and woman warrior goddess
Everything once was
Is no longer.
Sweet
whispers into my ear
I feel you on the inside down to my toes
Winds of wisdom
penetration into the cells.
Listen
Can you hear
Listen
Do you hear
Come Home-Come Home-Come Home
From the backside
In-Through-Up-Out and
Away
Imagine
A walking treasure
Imagine
That which is not broken.
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