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WRITE TO LIVE

The Return

10/18/2020

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​The loneliness of the heart
Rivaled only by the lies of the mind
Found
In each other
How do I encounter me?
Wholly?
Fully?
Or pieced out of acceptance
By a mindset of separation
You have left me to know me
I have been sent by the divine
On the wind
Mirror me
Polish me
And release me
Back into this oneness
Come home to me
Return to your indigeneity
This blackness
Has left the light on
And the door open for you
Enter
Come together
And kneel with me
For the ancestors
Sing their praises
Black body
Become talisman
Like amulet
Signaling the way home
It was nothing until we felt
Until we saw
And became through one another
You called to me to manifest
The edge of my understanding
Dances with you
Teach me 
To be me
By being 
With the me in you
Come black to me
Come black to me
Come black to me

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