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I must have let the new fire speak to me in all honesty. I must have let the held paper of stone script go loose. I must have closed my deer eyes so tightly that flames of life would have finally appeared quaking my known earth. I must have had visions of symbols, letters and colors of civilizations not mine, evoking my each and every memory from this time and all the others. I must have seen myself in waves of changing definitions of awareness, and of consciousness without time.* I must have been swimming in your poem writing itself away in a desert of purple sun as you wore your priestess clothes saying the very first and the very last word at the very same time.*



For Shringi Kumari and on the exciting release of her poetry book #thesareeshop

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