CHANGE
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Turn Turn Turn
Circle spins round and round
Snake eats it's tail
And Time never was
Came Change
And the Now
Fractured
Separation
Became the tool
And we the seeds
Sown onto fertile ground
But the joker was here before
And Free Will made clear
And so some seeds never blossom
Some Grow strange
Cross the Abyss
The Many
While still Unique
Somehow Connects back
To the One again
Wish I might
Sing a clearer song
Wish I may
The dance be more pure
But learning still
Growing On
I move my Self
Into the Beyond
May the Blessings
Of Wholeness
Come to Each and All
Namaste
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