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What The Universe Tells Me
the universe is always singing
whispering to quiet minds
it doesn't shout but it does speak
fills like breath between branches
gusting and going like wind
what could possibly be gained by refusing to share
who I am
or withholding the words
that come through me?
the best gifts are the ones we share
so I speak
so you'll hear
what the universe
tells me
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Inspired by lines in One Soul by Donna Faulds
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