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The gulf
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Leap of faith
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Change on the horizon
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Spring change
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Thoughts on December 6th
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Disquietude

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Unsettled
The feeling curls around my throat, Loose at first then becoming Tight, The coils of a python trapping me Within a tight embrace I wonder Will I escape? Shiny though the scales are, warm and smooth, Soft in the caress of death. Deceptively dangerous, I gasp for breath Searching for a last crumb Of release …
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Recreate
Sometimes you have to start fresh, explore what you want from the world. Get away, and see the world through new eyes, as though each thing you encounter is unknown. When things get stale and your groove becomes a rut which becomes a hole, It’s time to start climbing until you can see daylight again.…
