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Velveteen, the soft, dark sheen.
Dissolving in a universal particle of awe.
One heart the brush, sky painted with the love.
Lost within the beauty of the wondering of soul,
returning to the whole of who we are.

Close your weary eyes and find
the brilliant star that shines for only you.
Connecting with an essence that is true.
Perhaps the greatest art of life is in the letting go.
For in letting go, we find our way back home...

? Michaelette ?

1/11/2003
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