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“who am i?”
she whispers
she murmurs —
“here
come take my hand
let us bring
our toes
to the edge
of the river —
let me show you
who you are”
we arrive
“you see?
you see?
you are flow and fantasy
you are rough and smooth
all at once
you are the sun
that hits the water
and you are
the glimmer
of light
she holds onto
in her reflection
you are vast
you are deep
you are wise
you are true
you are the heartbeat
the harmony
of it all
arriving
here
and you are the strength
and integrity of the basin
that holds it
you are limitless
you are infinite
you are Home”
/ Cassedy O'Neill
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