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between the lines
when I am alone
and all one
bar distraction
and clever exits
bar running from feeling
bar emptiness and sadness
that seeks to consume me
I sense space
between my thoughts
reading between the lines
not naming the sensual impressions
expanding into no meaning
moving past imprints
and old beliefs
coming to rest in my being
to be in grace
and inner peace