On this day i illuminate.
i am the dark. i am the light.
Purposes for this circumstance are becoming clear.
Elevation of the self keeps i here.
In mirror images, the Self sees i.
In a world emanating beauty, i becomes an imaginary number.
A placebo. A perpetuation.
The true body is all that exists here,
Among the vegetation--We breathe in unison,
We glow incandescent.
We are not "as one." We are one.
In tandem.
~flower.
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