Truth is gravity
It calls, always
My lifetime aloft
Saying no, not yet
Feigning blindness
Now my fear fails me
Losing altitude
I disintegrate
Towards integration
November 21, 2017
The Price of Being Truthful
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This isn't what I had in mind. 
January 22nd, 2018 at 4:19 am
Disintegrating towards integration is an awesome perspective. Ha! Felt good to read that. Thank you.
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