You take no credit, as the night
sky takes no credit for the moon
she writes as if only to me
And I ask her
How can I be that vessel of emptiness
who by being nothing
invites everything?
You take no credit, as the night
sky takes no credit for the moon
she writes as if only to me
And I ask her
How can I be that vessel of emptiness
who by being nothing
invites everything?
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