Unseen

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I feel it in my gut,

The very marrow of my bones.

This pull.

This unseen force

Crying out loud.

This magnetism over time

In molecules and dreamtime.

Walking.

Waking.

A higher knowing within

You to me,

Me to you.

Here and now.

Then and hereafter.

In perpetuum.

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