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My existence has 
become a wish
to lose 
myself in the universe,
to breathe 
the stars into me,
to escape 
this madness;
frightening
circling
breathing darkness into me and 
leaving me with
void
.
I cannot let go of my body deep enough,
it pulls me inside 
and drowns me in flesh;
my spirit 
is crying,
weeping for lost wisdom
.
Wish
to spin endlessly
ceaselessly
with the mother and 
the father
to be the self that is
to know
to be
.
It is out there,
remembering
calling
waking
tasteless
fearless
hopeless, knowing
.
Desire
to know no 
night, no 
day, no 
warmth, no 
breath, 
only to permeate and love,
to sleep without fault
and move with the rhythm
that is us all
.