According to Buddha
We’re here to awaken from the illusion of separateness.
sat on a fence, but it don’t work.
keep coming up with love, but it’s so slashed and torn.
this is our last dance.
this is our last dance.
this is ourselves.
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a day or so ago ~ a nostalgic walk though Lower East side, Vancouver ~ August 2021
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