It was all told in spiral form

Because I think in circles and that's how it goes.
Who ever really knows?
They're light so intimately struck me with such beauty.
indescribably.
It seems magical.
Call it spiritual; known to rituals.
I need this to call you my home.
I'm home.

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I flow so deeply above this world, so dearly
that spins on it's axis,
never enough to make me sick
I pause and breathe and believe
this world is mine and my only
and beneath, in the sea, it was all foretold
as a big joke but I kid you not...

I flow so deeply above this world, so dearly...
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my stony heart had frozen over in the cold; the cracks filling with snow.
spring came waltzing in with the heat and my cracks became nothing but pieces.
you had fluttered away amongst the flowers but I felt just as freely.