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The Sanctity of Now

I sit in the sacred now
In the stillness of this moment
Anxious about nothing
 
Do you hear this cry
This lowly hum
Muffled underground?
 
I’ve been searching for love
with bridled action
And an unwillingness
to be broken
Because my ego is too fragile
And my heart is like a crumb
 
But still I wait
Unsure of who or what I’ll become

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