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Effulgent Phoenix…
Firing again and again…and again…
Concussively…
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Introspective expedition…
Seeking that which I lost…
Seeking me…
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I have wandered, aimlessly at times, and sometimes I have just been still…
So very still…
Seemingly in stasis.
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Evocative epiphany lurking in amongst the exponential everythingness of each day…
Always present…
Beckoning me onward, inward.
Days in and days out…
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And then…
One day…
One luminescent, magical day…
It happened…
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Renascence…
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If you would like me to read this to you…
∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 
Renascence – a word I had to look up.
The revival of something dormant. Which is pretty much what has happened here. For five years we missed you, and then suddenly … BANG … you’re back. And not just back, but back with some stellar poetry and reading it as well.
This piece sums up your return and does so amazingly. Another amazing piece of poetry. But there again, I wouldn’t expect anything less from you as you always write amazing poetry. You have a fantastic mind inside that head of yours.
Fantastic.
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I love the word renascence, and it’s meaning. Happy to have you look it up though!
Thank you so much for your beyond kind parasite and support. It’s so good to be home again!
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