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She was living life ih her way she has a lotof hard days lots of storms came her way but her spirit was in tact she could always bounce back..

Born of Heaven's blood falling into the sea created from her foam arose Aphrodite blown to the island of Cythera all the world met in that ..

Sickle and scythe the Reaper takes the worn out cells the river Ganges smooths the stones they become polished gems through the womb of the ..

The antidote is to keep your eye on hope stay off the slippery slopes don’t have the luxury to mope balance the kaleidoscope don’t gi..

In my dreams I hear her calling me home to a planet where the shores are purple and I will never be alone where the indigo waves land on the s..

Touch me in red where my survival instinct is fed and we will bathe ourselves as one in red light touch me in orange where my desire to procrea..

Silence like a vacuum cocoon allows me to sit and be still I hear my mind playing out it's fantasies about the past and the future and all the po..

Warm waters in the lake at the top of the mountain life unplugged no one but the forest animals and the lazy moon above and you and me in the ..

The divine reaching out it sacred fingertips to caress creation with it Joy and Love to whisper it song of evolving bliss and warm it's cold with ..

One O'clock in the morning Again the ..