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How do I reach
my tiniest being
how do I touch
the vastness around
It is not for me
it is the ocean
that listens to
every drop of water
it is the wind caressing
my hair that sweeps
the four corners of the globe
It is for me to be
with the ocean
and the sky
and the winds
and then to
merge with them
and let them
emerge in me.
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