Thursday, April 9, 2009

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I have to keep telling myself you're okay, you're really okay. Let go. Love yourself, it's what you want. Love Karina. Let her see how beautiful you are.

I have arrived.
I am home
In the here,
In the now.
I am solid.
I am free.
In the ultimate
I dwell.

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