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From Piece to Piece

More than anything, to live an authentic life Is to move from moment to moment, from gift To gift, from seed to blossom, From lips to kiss. As if death is not waiting Around the corner, and the days that past Cast no shadow On a present Breath. So that the missing piece Kindles the seen piece, And the voiced piece Leans on The unknown Piece, Or the one that hasn’t come yet, Or the one that fell for lack of hope.

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