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If you will speak I will listen. If you listen I will speak. If you release your secrets I will hold them. If you hold me I will be released. Light out here is not rehearsing. Birds out here are not pretending. Put it all down put it down and come here. Feel moss, hear water, see leaves ripple, breathe in pine. All the missing parts of you. All waking up, remembering.

(via moon-spells)