http://slow.writerscafe.org/sacredluna The original writings of author Emily en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776057272 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Open Partially...Iam bare...partially I am aware...of you. Cradling space and time;trying to be open. Pacing, waiting to digest this. Knowing that realityis what I need but wanting to deliver the fantasy of all creation. Windbillows around me as I creep into this idea of being at rest with w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sacredluna/545421/ Filling up on thoughts of how this happened. I have lost myself in the midst of all that has gone wrong. I feel deeply the attributes of being small. I cling to what I know and what I desire. Making it hard to caress the wound. Penetrating the mind with showers of think. 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