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Strange Bliss - May 10, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 9, 2024
  • 1 min read

on some soft afternoons

thoughtlessness is a blessing

 

when you leave you behind

 

and become the eyes and ears

of a lazy emptiness

 

daydreams are a strange bliss

 

or maybe  even

an unguarded glimpse of God?

 
 
 

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