Journey
One heart,One mind,
Do you think
there is a linK?
I make the jump
between the two,
I need a portal
of belief.
Letting go,
of both is where
this portal lies.
It is a place,
past language,
Travelling past time,
Under a dusting
of stars.
There is no program.
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