I could not remember my soul language,
the higher reaching me, hydrogens collected,
spaces of communion. I only know the struggle
brought me back to you. The effort, the wish
to remember was all it needed to respond
with its brilliance. The universal you that is not I,
it is all that is contained, holding space
for us to exist in.
~ M
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