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gcaption></figure><p id="76b4">Your lips soften mine. My soul finds its path back home, Between our swift breaths.</p><p id="947e">This was written in response to the spiritual weekly prompt “Path” by <a href="https://readmedium.com/25d6c6174b07?source=post_page-----c9c43ab27fce----------------------">Simran Kankas</a>, for <a href="https://medium.com/spiritual-tree">Spiritual Tree</a>. Read also:</p><div id="089f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/sprint-a77db482c331">

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    </div><p id="edfa">© <a href="https://medium.com/@anamariaschweitzer">Ana-Maria Schweitzer</a> 2020</p></article></body>