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Tiny Phrases. Big Sneaky Assumptions.
Joy does not require a disclaimer—or permission from Murphy, mahogany, or maple.

Weather patterns
cross my heart
Shadows pass
Heavy & dark.
A storm
gathering
building.
Breezes become
gales
buffeting
violent
powerful rain.
Storms pass
then sun
sun then
storm.
Pain passes
then pleasure
fear then
joy.
Wave after wave
endlessly
building
exploding
then calm.
Enjoy – Run!
Bathe – Fly!
Hover
in the eye
yet don’t be
tossed.
Don’t touch
down, Love.
Hover.
Just hover.
5-19-2026

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