I am open
When I let the words out
I can't help but keep the door
Open
I am the wind
The pieces fall away
And I am free
She always speaks
So often we cannot hear
In this moment
I am where I belong
Everywhere
And nowhere
All at once
And I know
That the spirit within
Dwelling in this little broken temple
Is a part of all this
And continues on
She uses their voices to speak to us
Strangers and lovers alike
None of us
Are ever
Alone
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