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longing for the day

when my writing is at an end

and paper, not the only one listening

when the sad songs I write

change tune

when we stop hiding discomfort

from each other

coming closer with each passionate exchange

when we are nourished

by the space we give

when love without conditions 

meets no resistance

when no words

need to shake hands

but are welcome anyway

when the sound of letters

is of no importance

for acceptance and understanding

when shared ease and stillness

are speaking for itself

and don’t t need processing

when we are at home with each other

Wolfgang Lee moving from the heart

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