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The Deep Purge

There was no need for a story... No need to 'choose happiness' Nothing to do except Feel it... The nausea in my bones Wrung out with my noticing Rinsed in the rivers of my body Aired through my breath The Deep Purge came Through the Exhale Through tears, cries, and dance But mostly I just sat with it... With the Uncomfortable Awareness making Space Filled with Life-Giving Inspiration With the smell of a Rose And Gratitude for All of it.


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