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August 23, 2015
It falls together again as it always falls, when the floor upends its superficial security, when the sky fails to deliver the light promised by dawn, reflected on by moon and subscribed by fierce reversal of all that combines when we are apart, then it's the substance of who we are that brings us down from wanting, that keeps us from having, till we are and we have, that all we are is a mere thought away and alive in all of its fullness in every moment before and after the idea of falling away is abolished and we are.