magoski
Hear me, kin of oak and river.
The legions brought iron, stone, and order,
but we, children of the grove,
knew another binding.
If we bring each other’s pieces,
are we not weaving reality?
Nothing is as separate as it seems.
We build with memory,
with ravens, parrots, and dawn light.
To be present in life
is to be free.
Awareness is resistance.
Collaboration sparks fire.
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Feel Not, Here Not.
Tell me when you're Close enough
and I'll turn off the Headlights