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Initiation
TL;DR A poem about discovering light, contrast, and purpose through love, told as an initiation by the newborn moon.
There in the living wood, I found the moon, and she gave herself to me. She is mine, though not to be owned. Sitting high in the heavens, radiating her grace for all to love. Though still all the more mine. All I knew was emptiness, knowing of nothing, blind to my existence.

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https://jeffreyfreeman.me/blog/initiation/

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