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Casting a spell of telling the truth
Finding your chi in a cafe booth
Outside the rain stains the sky grey
Now we relax because it's the holidays
Light and shadow come together on the page
Various experiences play out on the life stage
Communications with talk and otherwise
When these truths become automatic, it will be an eternal sunrise
With her in her black and me in my green
Entering the endless we will talk about where we've been