Beauty to Behold

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I give props to the parts of me that suffered through some things

I can still bring my game, despite all transition brings

For, both void and abundance create a most-sacred space

I’m a beauty to behold as I move with mid-life grace

Ascending

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In three years too much
Of my ascending pain
Did I shortchange the machine

If I bared enough skin
As I suspect I did
Did I play fast and loose at the game

In the gamble of life
With the risk I embraced
Did I fail to take The One last chance

If the mountains would cry
They would echo my “No”
Did I fail to drink of unseen truths

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Unlearn 

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Why 3am keeps callin’
Is for someone else to say
I do know it has me wantin’
To hear that guitar play 

Later on when sunset
Weighs heavy on my frame
I’ll wish to unlearn and unsee
3am’s cruel game