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I just saw new birth

new flower show me the face.

It’s the source.


We go to the source.

The river is going from

the source. Where?

Shared happiness

on the wings of our shoes

pocket full with fire.


My heart is drum orchestra

when is playing the song

that you are singing!

Manasa vaacha agochara*

Spaces between letters

oceans of mystical desires

*beyond mind and words.


Hello wor(L)d!

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morning winter Sun

morning winter Sun

We usually say in our country, broke your leg, for beginning of something NEW, as this word Press blog. Hope that part of my information and interest will be interesting for someone who will accidentally find this page.
Hope that this is enough for first quickPress, that is not the biggest information, but is information for me coming on these space.

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