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An invitation, my poet, writer and artistic friends;
be we apart, separated by time and distance.
Come, celebrate, share and extend
that which binds us; the life blood of our existence.
Words, images, created in the battle zone,
time: the best and the worst; emotion swirls, wild and free.
struggle to articulate something universal, experienced alone;
seeking understanding, a peace of mind; a restless quest for identity.
Be our response expressed in anger, sorrow, delight or from afar,
a path to perfection, an escape from that which we dread;
a celebration of life, to stare at the moon, gaze at the stars.
The process is an act of living; to remember, honour the dead.
Feel it course through the blood, set fire to the soul;
focus our senses, define our goals.
It's an act of rebellion; all is not lost,
persevere regardless. Don't count the cost.
Let's create an event, a social media phenomenon;
enrich and luxuriate in our uniqueness; in wonder,
pause a moment and reflect. This is not ad hominem.
It's vast and it's majestic; the calm before the thunder.
Feel the storm, let it rage;
revel in its power, let it pull, tug
our very being; fill us with courage.
So, my friends, are you in for it: a cosmic group hug?
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