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All I’ve died

Planet crypts on

All I’ve died

All I’ve died opens at the topĀ 
All I’ve wit the inner crow says go untie knotsĀ 
Field the virtue of your dreamsĀ 
Then call back all that’s been croppedĀ 
Put back together one diamond from knots mentally blocked while internally tiding we rockedĀ 
My climbs bottom after shockĀ 
Routes from what’s fell to rest Bottoms until waking upĀ 
Ā Proofs what dreams do come guide by reading light tucked insideĀ 
Lost until rescued from a forever sleeping fall until diveĀ 
Ā Sleeps curse until mental recessions revivedĀ 
every dream equal the days we close eyes and divide
Ā dualities cutting edge up and down yet always side by sideĀ Ā 
seen as one there’s no labels inside seen as all there’s no place to hideĀ 

free from all shackles when we face admittance pureĀ 
Ā No lies so who we are after seeking then piecing who we wereĀ 

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Marion

Very nice write Matt...x

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Jim "The Lad" ....

cool word play!...........................................................................................................................Jim

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