The me you see is not new or improved; not better or renewed.
The me you see was always meant to be; the me always meant for you.

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Though many leaders calmly rest, another morning weeps, another night sky mourns, and we imagine breathing peace

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Don’t mock the mirror if you’ve become the reflection.

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Imagine a bird Flying far across the sky
Pretend you are there

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There are billions of planets. Picture one of you on each. Are you the same?

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Imagine someone you love. Feel their smile. Send them a smile. They feel your love.

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From every crimson wine made of hurt the sea claims higher ground

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Darkest, most precious inner contradictions from my heart shall know a river when your hands rumple the wet daisies

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Through every breath away from your finger-tips, i wonder what manner of night blooms beyond recall where beauty shines brighter.

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Climbing up the hill
through thorny thicket and weed
to taste the blue sky

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Within the thin line of the horizon
The future sounds its chime
from that enchanted place
begins the impatient wait for once upon a time

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That intimate moment of surrender
silencing the reality
digressing into the metronome rhythm of inspiration
expressing the enthusiastic desires of the soul

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Walking the fine line between timeline and fantasy
Blindfolded by desire
Shackled by circumstance.

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Within smokeless embers a spark of recognition warms to understanding igniting the blaze of connection.

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You blow my ego
To inflate your own
Then poke me tiny pricks
That you may suck my pride

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Float downstream in rivers queue
Relax your mind in summers skew
Within the paralaxing view of vivid memory.

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Hold your fire
For a solitary twin flame burns
With a pyre in their heart
Equal to the blaze in yours
Desperate for your spark

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Geography was not our menace
but rather the stretching road within  
a far cry from what we dreamed

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You are the disease in my blood
Ingrained like cocaine
And I, your willing addict

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Imagine someone you love. Feel their smile. Send them a smile. They feel your love.

Continued on Micropoetry II