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Me Jul 29
God has died,
And has moved
Right into your Heart as an
Idea a spark a thought an
Energy
You let it spin and
Grow
A plant still coming
Through the surface
Already Imagine
Your Open blossom

🩷
Me Jul 29
Always
Dancing in glistening
Circles of bright
Coloured light
Is the
Heart
In the middle
Welcoming all
Other Parts

🌠
Me Jul 29
A sweet
Joyful Reptile crawled Up into
The Open room of your brain sensing
It is safe now
The protective
Creative layer having been
Finally recognized

🧠β™₯️
Me Jul 29
There is a cute friendly spider Rolling into the room, a little shy, with Inline Skates on all her eight skinny legs. She wears a little coulered helmet, and Looks beaming although a tiny Bit scared β™₯️
Light comes into the warm Open room with the bright wooden floor, and the Green plants in the room are all watching in slight awe and Wonder.
The spider, despite everything, feels confident.

πŸ•ΈοΈ
Me Jul 28
My Heart is
A place if
You need it to be
It s a
Wide Open Space

πŸ’š
Me Jul 27
I don't need
To hear You say it to know
That You love me but I love
To see You
Express it.

πŸͺ»
Me Jul 25
"Because, because our paths they cross
Yesterday was ******* all of us
On all of us"

Fink, Yesterday was ******* All of Us

πŸͺ”
To all of you.
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