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what is

there are no answers

or questions to be asked
there is only the ache
and the sound of wind
and traffic
there is no reason
or end
just cool skin or warm
shallow breathe
and deep
only believe 
what you can hold in your in hand
for as long as you can
then let it slip between 
your fingers
and have faith in the emptiness
it is just as real
words only have meaning 
for as long as you allow
listen to them while
the air holds their sound
but believe instead
in the knowing you were born with
it is your guide
your genius
and the only way out.
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