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Nigel Stuart Vinston Gunn

Nigel Stuart Vinston Gunn

What is touching?

Don’t disconnect,
To escape what’s real,
Reality shall remain present,
So instead connect,
And if you face walls,
Just close your eyes,
Outstretch your fingers,
Find out for certain,
What you can truly feel,
And if you find,
There’s nothing there,
Where once was wall,
 
You’ll now find air....

(2014)

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